《The Shifting Whispering Sands(Remastered)》歌词

[00:00:00] The Shifting Whispering Sands(Remastered) (Remaster) - Jim Reeves (吉姆·里夫斯)

[00:00:01] Written by：Mary Hadler/Jack Gilbert

[00:00:15] I discovered the valley of the shifting whispering sands

[00:00:18] While prospecting for gold in one of our western states

[00:00:23] I saw the silent windmills the crumbling water tanks

[00:00:30] The bones of cattle and burrows picked clean by buzzards

[00:00:34] Bleached by the desert sun

[00:00:39] I stumbled over a crumbling buckboard nearly covered by the sands

[00:00:43] And stopping to rest I heard a tinkling whispering sound

[00:00:47] And suddenly realised that even though

[00:00:49] The wind was quiet the sand did not lie still

[00:00:55] I seemed to be surrounded by a mystery so heavy

[00:00:57] And oppressive I can scarcely breath

[00:01:00] For days and weeks I wandered aimlessly in this valley

[00:01:03] Seeking answers to the many questions

[00:01:05] That raced through my fevered mind

[00:01:08] Where was everyone why the white bones the dry wells

[00:01:13] The barren valley where people must have lived and died

[00:01:17] Finally I could go no farther my food and water gone

[00:01:21] I sat down and buried my face in my hands and resting thus

[00:01:24] I learnt the secret of the shifting whispering sands

[00:01:28] How I manage to escaped from the valley I do not know

[00:01:31] But now to pay my final debt for being spared

[00:01:34] I must tell you what I learned out there on the desert

[00:01:38] So many years ago

[00:01:41] When the day is oddly quiet

[00:01:47] And the breeze seems not to blow

[00:01:52] One would think the sand was resting

[00:01:58] But you'll find this is not so

[00:02:03] It is whisp'ring softly whisp'ring

[00:02:09] As it slowly moves along

[00:02:14] And for those who stop and listen

[00:02:21] It will sing this mournful song

[00:02:26] Of sidewinders and the horntoads

[00:02:32] Of the Thorny Chaparral

[00:02:37] In the sunny days and moonlight nights

[00:02:43] The coyote's lonely yell

[00:02:48] How the stars seem you could touch them

[00:02:54] As you lay and gaze on high

[00:02:59] At the heavens where we're hoping

[00:03:05] We'll be going when we die