Luyện nghe bài hát Shifting Whispering Sands

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Of sidewinders and the toads
Of the chaparral
In the days and moonlight nights
The lonely yell

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