Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Wheel

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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