Luyện nghe bài hát Shifting Whispering Sands

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

I stumbled over a buckboard nearly covered by the sands
And stopping to rest, I heard a tinkling, whispering
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 and weeks I wandered aimlessly in this valley
Seeking answers to the 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 water
I sat and buried my face in my hands
And resting thus, I learnt the secret of the shifting, sands

How I escaped the valley, I do not know
But now to pay my final debt for being
I must tell you what I 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 who stop and listen
It will this mournful song

Of sidewinders and the horn
Of the chaparral
In the sunny days and moonlight
The lonely yell

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