Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Wheel

Mellow the moonlight to is beginning
Close by the window young Eileen is
Bent o'er the fire her grandmother sitting
is crooning and and drowsily knitting.

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

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

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

cho: Merrily cheerily noisily
Swings the wheel spins the wheel 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 her fingers
Steals up the seat, longs to go and yet lingers
A frightened glance to her drowsy grandmother
Puts one foot on the spins the wheel with the other

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

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