Luyện nghe bài hát The Spinningwheel

Mellow the to shine is beginning
Close to the window yound Eileen is
over the fire her blind grandmother sitting
Is crooning and moaning and knitting

Eileen achara I hear tapping
the ivy dear mother against the glass flapping
Eilly I surely hear somebody
'Tis the sound mother dear of the summer winds

Merrily, cheerily, whirring
Swings the wheel, the wheel while the foot's stirring
Sprightly and and airily ringing
Thrills the sweet voice of the young maiden

What's that noise I at the window I wonder
'Tis the little birds chirping the holly bush
What makes you be shovin' and moving your on
And singing all wrong that old song of the

There's a form at the casement the form of her love
And he whispers with bent I'm waiting for you love
Get up on your stool the lattice step lightly
We'll rove in the grove while the shining brightly

Merrily, cheerily, noiselessly
Swings the wheel, spins the wheel while the stirring
Sprightly and brightly and airily
Thrills the sweet of the young maiden singing

The maid shakes her head on her lips her fingers
Steals up from her seat 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 swings now the wheel
Slowly and lowly is heard now the reel's
Noisless and light to the above
The maid steps then leap to the of her lover

Merrily, cheerily, noiselessly
Swings the wheel, spins the while the foot's stirring
Sprightly and brightly and ringing
Thrills the sweet voice of the maiden singing

Slower and slower and the wheel swings
and lower and lower the reel rings
Ere the reel and the wheel stopped ringing and moving
Through the grove the lovers by moonlight are roving