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

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

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

The barren valley where people must have lived and
Finally, I go no farther, my food and water gone
I sat down and buried my 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 debt for being spared
I tell you what I learned out there on the desert
So years ago

When the day is quiet
And the seems not to blow
One would the sand was resting
But find, this is not so

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

Of sidewinders and the horn
Of the thorny
In the days and moonlight nights
The lonely yell

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