Luyện nghe bài hát Pull The Needle

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Tire tire ma fille, , ,

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

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

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

Under your fingers are created
Spangles letters, ones
diadem worn by mother
Is in the hands of mother
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tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,
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Pull pull the my daughter, , ,
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Pull pull the my daughter, , ,
Pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Ta chambre est de petits bouts de soie
Le chat sur le tapis s'en coeur joie
Prs du feu qui danse, le fauteuil se
Et ton pre endormi

Your room is covered with silk pieces
The cat on the have very much fun
the fire which dances, the armchair is rocking
And rocks your asleep
Ta maman sans mot
Achve de plier ton
Ton saura demain, aprs le bal
Qu'un cote bien du mal

Your without saying a word
to fold your trousseau
Your father will tomorrow, after the dance
That a mariage lots of efforts
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Tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,
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Tire l'aiguille ma fille, , , tire tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,

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

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

And the organ will sing
When finally take his arm
Hope millions of star along with the
Sowing you of joy
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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 the needle my daughter, , ,
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