Walter Elias Disney (1901-1966), dibujante, productor, y director de dibujos animados nacido en Chicago, Estados Unidos, el 5 de diciembre de 1901.
Abandonó la escuela a los 16 años; después estudió durante breves periodos, en escuelas de arte en su ciudad natal y en Kansas City, Missouri. En 1923 comenzó a producir dibujos animados en Hollywood, asociado con su hermano Roy O. Disney. De 1926 a 1928 hizo una serie de dibujos, Oswaldo el conejo, para Universal Pictures.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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EmAmEmF Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon AmEm Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned FGEmAm Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain FCG Can you paint with all the colors of the wind DmFC Can you paint with all the colors of the wind
(C) GAm Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest CGEm Come taste the sun sweet berries of the Earth AmGFC Come roll in all the riches all around you DmCGAmG And for once never wonder what they're worth CGAmF The rainstorm and the river are my brothers CEm The heron and the otter are my friends AmGFC And we are all connected to each other DmFC In a circle in a hoop that never ends
EmAmEmF Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon AmEm Or let the eagle tell you where he's been FGEmAm Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain FCG Can you paint with all the colors of the wind DmFC Can you paint with all the colors of the wind
(C) GEmAm How high does the sicamore grow DmG If you cut it down then you'll never know
EmAmEmF And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon AmEm For whether we are white or copper skinned FGEmAm We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains DmEmG We need to paint with all the colors of the wind
DmG You can own the Earth and still EmF All you'll own is Earth until AmEmFGC You can paint with all the colors of the wind