Luyện nghe bài hát Pull The Needle

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Tire tire ma fille, , ,

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Tire tire ma fille, , ,
tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,

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Pull pull the my daughter, , ,
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pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Tire tire l'aiguille ma fille
Demain tu te marie mon amie
Tire tire tire ma fille
Ta robe doit tre

pull pull the needle my daughter
Tomorrow tomorrow you get my friend
Pull pull the needle my doughter
You dress has to be
Sous tes naissent des fleurs
de paillettes, de diamants
Diadme port par mre
Est les mains de ta maman

Under your fingers flowers are
Spangles letters, ones
Orange diadem worn by
Is in the hands of mother
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Tire tire ma fille, , ,
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Tire tire ma fille, , , tire tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,

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Pull pull the my daughter, , ,
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Pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Pull pull the my daughter, , ,
Ta chambre est de petits bouts de soie
Le chat sur le s'en donne coeur joie
Prs du feu qui danse, le fauteuil se
Et ton pre endormi

room is covered with little silk pieces
The cat on the have very much fun
Near the fire which dances, the armchair is
And rocks your father
Ta maman dire mot
de plier ton trousseau
Ton papa demain, aprs le bal
mariage cote bien du mal

Your mother saying a word
Finishes to fold trousseau
Your father will know tomorrow, the dance
That a mariage costs lots of
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Tire tire ma fille, , ,
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Tire tire l'aiguille ma fille, , , tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,

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Pull pull the my daughter, , ,
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pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Pull pull the my daughter, , ,
La lumire de la lampe fume et
Tes yeux se couvrent d'un rideau de
Ne les laisse pas se fatiguer mon
Demain, il faut tre

The of the lamp smokes and wobles
Your eyes get covered a lacy curtain
Don't let them bore you my
you must be pretty
Et l'orgue chantera
Lorsqu'enfin tu lui le bras
Puissent des millions d'toiles au fil des
Semer route de bonheur

And the organ will sing
finally you'll take his arm
Hope millions of star along the hours
Sowing you of joy
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Tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,
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Tire tire l'aiguille ma fille, , , tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,

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pull the needle my daughter, , ,
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Pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Pull pull the my daughter, , ,
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