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 windmills, the crumbling water tanks
The of cattle and burrows, picked clean by buzzards
by the desert sun

I stumbled over a crumbling buckboard covered by the sands
And to rest, I heard a tinkling, whispering sound
And suddenly realized that 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 in this valley
Seeking answers to the questions
That raced through my mind
was everyone? Why the white bones, the dry wells?

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

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

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

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

Of sidewinders and the horn
Of the thorny
In the sunny and moonlight nights
The coyote's lonely

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