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 of cattle and burrows, picked clean by buzzards
Bleached by the sun

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

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

The barren valley 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 resting thus, I the secret of the shifting, whispering sands

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

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

It is whispering, whispering
As it moves along
And for those who stop and
It will sing this song

Of sidewinders and the horn
Of the chaparral
In the sunny days and moonlight
The coyote's lonely

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