Disclaimer: Star Wars is owned by George Lucas and Colours of the wind is from the movie Disney's Pocahantas.

Colours of our skin

You think I am a ignorant shallow slave girl
And you've been so many places
I guess it must be so

But still I cannot see
If the ignorant one is me

How can there be so much the you don't know

You don't know...

You think you own whatever land you land on
The planet is just dead thing you can claim
But I know every spice, creature and twi'lek

Has a life
Has a spirit
Has a name

You think the only people who are people
Are the people who are scum and think like you

But if you walk the footsteps of a Jedi
You'll learn things you never knew you never knew

Have you ever heard the heat storm howl to the crimson moon
or asked the giant creatures where they have been?
Can you sing with all the voices of the rock mountains?
Can paint with the colours of our skin?

Come run the hidden dust trails of the caverns
Come taste ice crystals of the dark
Come roll in sand dunes all around us
And find the graves of our loved ones

The hotness of planet is my brother
The eclipse of the planet is my friend
And we are all connected to each other
in ritual, in spiritual journey that never ends

How high does a mountain go?
If you make it fall then you'll never know

And you'll never hear the heat storm howl to the crimson moon
For whether we are proud or full of sin
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains
Need to paint with all the colours of our skin

You can own the planet and still
All you'll own is Ryloth until
You can paint with all the colours of our skins