Luyện nghe bài hát Ancient Mountains

by Williamson

Where mountains are whittled down
of years to a little mound
Where giant feet are fossil
I see spinifex on a dune,
The rock is redder in the
clicking madly soon

Where spring will with any rain
A to flower and seed again
Forever risin' plain
The dangers of the remain

And up there where the wind is blown
Never felt so alone
aware of skin and bone
I watch the of human folk
Strips of rubber, cans of
dust and blowing smoke

Where the power of time
some fearful, some sublime
White man finds his progress
man feels no urge to climb

Now I we all are one
and creatures in the sun
Breathing the air we all
I a dream I can't explain
Wattle soldiers, claim
And returns again