"Quando a última árvore tiver caído, quando o último rio tiver secado, quando o último peixe for pescado, vocês vão entender que dinheiro não se come."
How can you buy or sell the sky - the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. Yet we do not own the freshness of the air or the sparkle of the water. How can you buy them from us? We will decide in our time. Every part of this earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every clearing and humming insect is holy in the memory and experience of my people.
How can you buy or sell the sky - the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. Yet we do not own the freshness of the air or the sparkle of the water. How can you buy them from us? We will decide in our time. Every part of this earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every clearing and humming insect is holy in the memory and experience of my people.
Naniman1 1 week ago
@Naniman1 Fine words .. man thinks really weaves the threads .. but it is actually only one of the wires in this vast fabric of life! Thank you!
loureane 1 week ago
Cuando siento que el mundo se me empieza a desmoronar; escucho esta canción y se me encumbra el alma y fortalece el espiritu......
Me ha curado el cuerpo y el alma.
Es una bella canción
leonbravo76 3 weeks ago
@leonbravo76 seguro que es una canción hermosa que levanta nuestro espíritu y transmite mucha paz!
loureane 3 weeks ago