So what did John Smith think before his meeting with Pocahontas? I think all of us know. Although he is my preferito Disney Man da far I have to say that he had nothing in common with nature and animali before Pocahontas. He hadn’t understood the meaning of life. I don't believe that he was a bad man. He was a good person because only when te are good inside te can change. He was just a bit ignorant. After his meeting with Pocahontas he changes and that’s what I appreciate more. His willingness to change and to try to be better and better all the time. So, this idea came to my mind. John Smith’s colori of the wind before Pocahontas. His thoughts, his beliefs and his view of life.
The original song here:
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''Your own bloody knife''
te think i'm an arrogant stranger
and te have been nowhere,
apart from your own land,
that's why i cannot see
how the evil one is me,
how can there be so much te must have known?
te must have known...
te think te can't use
the land te land on,
the earth is alive,
can't be claimed,
but I know every rock
and albero and creature
has no ambitions,no glories,
no aims...
te think the creatures,
which are found here,
are people who are
equal to me,
but if te walk the footsteps
of a stranger,
you'll learn things
that aren't needed
to exist...
Have te heard the mother's screaming
when her child is dead?
o asked a well-known killer why he kills?
Can te see a soldier to kill
his own father,
can te look straight
at your own bloody knife?
Can te look straight at your own bloody knife?
Come, run along the painful path of the life,
come, taste the salty taste of our tears,
come, swim in all the riches we'll find here
and hear me, never stop thinking
what they're worth...
The coltello and the scabarb
are my conrads,
the moschetto and the bullets
are my allies,
and we live seperated from each other
in a line, the death line
that always ends...
What's the sound of a albero when it falls down,
if te cut it down, then you'll know for sure,
and you'll always hear the screaming
of a broken heart,
but only if te have white hands...
We need to see a soldier to kill
his own father,
we have to look straight
at our own bloody knife..
te can own the earth
and then, all you'll own
is earth even...
If te look straight at your own bloody knife.
So, that was my first article. Hope te like it!
The original song here:
link
''Your own bloody knife''
te think i'm an arrogant stranger
and te have been nowhere,
apart from your own land,
that's why i cannot see
how the evil one is me,
how can there be so much te must have known?
te must have known...
te think te can't use
the land te land on,
the earth is alive,
can't be claimed,
but I know every rock
and albero and creature
has no ambitions,no glories,
no aims...
te think the creatures,
which are found here,
are people who are
equal to me,
but if te walk the footsteps
of a stranger,
you'll learn things
that aren't needed
to exist...
Have te heard the mother's screaming
when her child is dead?
o asked a well-known killer why he kills?
Can te see a soldier to kill
his own father,
can te look straight
at your own bloody knife?
Can te look straight at your own bloody knife?
Come, run along the painful path of the life,
come, taste the salty taste of our tears,
come, swim in all the riches we'll find here
and hear me, never stop thinking
what they're worth...
The coltello and the scabarb
are my conrads,
the moschetto and the bullets
are my allies,
and we live seperated from each other
in a line, the death line
that always ends...
What's the sound of a albero when it falls down,
if te cut it down, then you'll know for sure,
and you'll always hear the screaming
of a broken heart,
but only if te have white hands...
We need to see a soldier to kill
his own father,
we have to look straight
at our own bloody knife..
te can own the earth
and then, all you'll own
is earth even...
If te look straight at your own bloody knife.
So, that was my first article. Hope te like it!
If I can’t have him, my world will always be grim.
No one I know will understand.
They all hate the land.
But it’s all I can ever think about.
I would Amore it up there, I have no doubt.
Especially to be in his arms,
Getting Lost in all of his charms.
Only then will I be satisfied.
Knowing that from now on it’s with him I’ll reside.
I long to be in his arms and to dance!
And find myself in a lover’s trance.
I must find someone who will help me with my plea,
Until then I will be miserable under the sea.