Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Wheel

Mellow the moonlight to is beginning
Close by the window Eileen is spinning
Bent o'er the fire her grand grandmother
is crooning and moaning and knitting.

cho: Merrily noisily whirring
the wheel spins the wheel while the foot's stirring
Sprightly and lightly and merrily
Sounds the voice of the young maiden singing.

Eileen, a chara, I hear tapping
'Tis the ivy mother against the glass flapping
Eileen, I surely somebody sighing
'Tis the sound mother of the autumn winds dying.

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

cho: cheerily noisily whirring
Swings the wheel spins the wheel while the stirring
Sprightly and lightly and merrily
Sounds the sweet voice of the young singing.

The maid shakes her head, on her lays her fingers
Steals up the seat, longs to go and yet lingers
A frightened turns to her drowsy grandmother
one foot on the stool spins the wheel with the other

Lazily, easily, now the wheel round
and lowly is heard now the reel's sound
Noiseless and light to the lattice her
The maid steps, then leaps to the of her lover.

Slower and slower, and slower the wheel
Lower and lower, and the reel rings
there the reel and the wheel stop their and moving
The the young lovers by moonlight are roving.