Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Wheel

Mellow the to shine is beginning
Close by the window young is spinning
o'er the fire her grand grandmother sitting
is and moaning and drowsily knitting.

cho: Merrily cheerily noisily
Swings the wheel spins the wheel while the 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 glass
Eileen, I surely hear somebody
'Tis the sound mother of the autumn winds dying.

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

Merrily cheerily noisily whirring
Swings the wheel the wheel while the foot's stirring
Sprightly and lightly and merrily
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 turns to her drowsy grandmother
Puts one foot on the stool the wheel with the other

Lazily, easily, swings now the wheel
Slowly and lowly is 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 lower the rings
the reel and the wheel stop their spinning and moving
The grove the young by moonlight are roving.