Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Wheel

Mellow the to shine is beginning
by the window young Eileen is spinning
Bent o'er the fire her grand grandmother
is crooning and moaning and knitting.

Merrily cheerily noisily whirring
Swings the wheel spins the while the foot's stirring
Sprightly and lightly and ringing
Sounds the voice of the young maiden singing.

Eileen, a chara, I hear tapping
'Tis the ivy dear mother against the flapping
Eileen, I surely somebody sighing
'Tis the sound mother dear of the winds dying.

There's a form at the casement, the of her true love
And he whispers face bent, I'm waiting for you love
Get up on the stool, through the step lightly
And we'll rove in the grove while the moon's brightly.

cho: Merrily cheerily noisily
Swings the wheel spins the wheel while the foot's
Sprightly and and merrily ringing
the sweet voice of the young maiden singing.

The maid shakes her head, on her lips lays her
up from the seat, longs to go and yet lingers
A frightened turns to her drowsy grandmother
Puts one foot on the stool spins the wheel the other

Lazily, easily, swings now the round
Slowly and lowly is heard now the reel's
Noiseless and light to the above her
The steps, then leaps to the arms of her lover.

and slower, and slower the wheel swings
Lower and lower, and the reel rings
there the reel and the wheel stop their spinning and
The grove the lovers by moonlight are roving.