Luyện nghe bài hát Shifting Whispering Sands

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

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

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

The barren valley where people have lived and died
Finally, I could go no farther, my and water gone
I sat and buried my face 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 what I out there on the desert
So many ago

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

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

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

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