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 l'aiguille ma fille, , ,

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

Pull pull pull the needle my
Tomorrow you get married my friend
Pull pull pull the needle my
You has to be finished
Sous tes naissent des fleurs
Lettres de paillettes, de
Diadme port par mre
Est entre les mains de ta

Under your flowers are created
letters, diamonds ones
Orange worn by mother
Is in the hands of your
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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 the needle my daughter, , ,
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pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Ta chambre est couverte de petits de soie
Le chat sur le tapis s'en donne joie
Prs du feu qui danse, le se balance
Et berce ton pre

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

Your without saying a word
Finishes to fold your
Your will know tomorrow, after the dance
That a mariage costs lots of
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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 pull the my daughter, , ,
pull the needle 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 light of the smokes and wobles
Your eyes get with a lacy curtain
Don't let them bore you my
Tomorrow you be pretty
Et l'orgue chantera
Lorsqu'enfin tu lui prendras le
Puissent des millions d'toiles au fil des
votre route de bonheur

And the organ will sing
When finally take his arm
Hope millions of along with the hours
you path of joy
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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 the needle my daughter, , ,
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pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Pull the needle my daughter, , ,
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