Luyện nghe bài hát Shifting Whispering Sands

I discovered the valley of the shifting, sands
prospecting for gold in one of our western states
I saw the silent windmills, the water tanks
The bones of cattle and burrows, picked by buzzards
Bleached by the sun

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

I seemed to be by a mystery
So heavy and oppressive, I could breathe
For days and weeks I wandered in this valley
Seeking answers to the many
That raced through my fevered
Where was Why the white bones, the dry wells?

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

How I escaped from the valley, I do not
But now to pay my final debt for being
I must tell you I learned out there on the desert
So years ago

When the day is quiet
And the breeze not to blow
One would the sand was resting
But you'll find, is not so

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

Of sidewinders and the toads
Of the thorny
In the sunny days and nights
The lonely yell

How the stars seem you could them
As you lay and on high
At the heavens where hoping
We'll be when we die