Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Wheel

Mellow the moonlight to shine is
by the window young Eileen is spinning
Bent o'er the her grand grandmother sitting
is and moaning and drowsily knitting.

cho: Merrily cheerily whirring
Swings the wheel spins the wheel the foot's stirring
Sprightly and lightly and merrily
Sounds the sweet voice of the young singing.

Eileen, a chara, I hear someone
the ivy dear mother against the glass flapping
Eileen, I surely hear sighing
the sound mother dear of the autumn winds dying.

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

cho: cheerily noisily whirring
Swings the wheel spins the wheel the foot's stirring
and lightly and merrily ringing
Sounds the sweet voice of the maiden singing.

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

Lazily, easily, swings now the wheel
and lowly is heard now the reel's sound
Noiseless and light to the lattice her
The maid steps, 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 spinning and moving
The the young lovers by moonlight are roving.