Urduja
Last night, upon the urging of some of my officemates, I decided to go see Urduja.
My comment on the film:
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or let the eagle tell you were he’s been
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?
How high does a 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 colours of the wind