Luyện nghe bài hát Shifting Whispering Sands

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

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

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

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

How I from 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 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, whispering
As it slowly along
And for those who and listen
It will sing this mournful

Of and the horn toads
Of the thorny
In the sunny days and nights
The coyote's yell

How the seem you could touch them
As you lay and on high
At the heavens where hoping
be going when we die