Paroles et traduction Brian Wilson - カラー・オブ・ザ・ウィンド

カラー・オブ・ザ・ウィンド

何にも知らないって言うけど
何にも見たことないって言うけれど
何もかもが分かるというの...？

知らない事ばかりよ
そうでしょう
アナタが踏むこの大地を
よく見てごらんなさい
岩も木もみんな生きて
心も名前もあるわ
アナタが知らない世界
知ろうとしてないだけ
見知らぬ心の扉
開けて覗いて欲しいの
青い月に吼える狼と笑う山猫の歌
アナタにも歌えるかしら
風の絵の具は何色？
風の絵の具は何色？
森の小道駆け抜けて
甘い苺はいかが？
自然が与えてくれる
愛に身を任せるの
みんな友達いつでも
鳥もカワウソ達も
命は関わりを持つ
丸くて永遠のもの
あの木の高さ
もし切れば分からない
月と喋る狼の声
アナタには聞こえない
山の声と歌を歌って
風の絵の具で絵を描く
そして初めて答えが分かる
風の色は何色か...

Colors of the Wind

You think you know it all
When you haven't seen the fall
Of a mighty sequoia

You don't know what you've got
Till it's gone, my dear
So take a look at the land around
And cherish every square inch of this world
For the creatures that live here
Have value just the same as you
The world is a mysterious tapestry
Waiting to be unfurled
So open up your mind and explore
You'll find that there's so much more
Than what you know, than what you see
Can you hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or the mountain lion's purr in the hills
The whispering wind tells a tale as old as time
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind
Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder what they're worth
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends
How high does the sycamore grow
If you cut it down, then you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
For whether we are white or copper-skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain
We need to paint with all the colors of the wind