Luyện nghe bài hát Shifting Whispering Sands

I discovered the of the shifting, whispering sands
While prospecting for in one of our western states
I saw the silent windmills, the crumbling tanks
The bones of and burrows, picked clean by buzzards
Bleached by the sun

I over a crumbling buckboard nearly covered by the sands
And stopping to rest, I heard a tinkling, sound
And realized that even though the wind was quiet
The did not lie still

I to be surrounded by a mystery
So heavy and oppressive, I scarcely breathe
For days and weeks I wandered aimlessly in valley
answers to the many questions
That raced through my mind
Where was Why the white bones, the dry wells?

The barren where people must have lived and died
Finally, I could go no farther, my and water gone
I sat and buried my face in my hands
And thus, I learnt the secret of the shifting, whispering sands

How I escaped the valley, I do not know
But now to pay my debt for being spared
I must tell you what I out there on the desert
So many ago

the day is oddly quiet
And the breeze seems not to
One would think the was resting
But find, this is not so

It is whispering, softly
As it moves along
And for who stop and listen
It will sing mournful song

Of sidewinders and the horn
Of the chaparral
In the days and moonlight nights
The coyote's yell

How the stars seem you could touch
As you lay and gaze on
At the heavens where we're
We'll be going we die