Luyện nghe bài hát Shifting Whispering Sands

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

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

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

The valley where people must have lived and died
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, sands

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

When the day is oddly
And the breeze not to blow
One would think the sand was
But you'll find, 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 toads
Of the thorny
In the days and moonlight nights
The coyote's lonely

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