Luyện nghe bài hát The Spinningwheel

Mellow the moonlight to shine is
Close to the window yound is spinning
Bent over the her blind grandmother sitting
Is crooning and and drowsily knitting

Eileen I hear someone tapping
'Tis the ivy mother against the glass flapping
Eilly I hear somebody sighing
'Tis the sound dear of the summer winds dying

Merrily, cheerily, whirring
Swings the wheel, spins the wheel while the stirring
and brightly and airily ringing
Thrills the sweet voice of the young singing

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 all wrong that old song of the coolin'

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

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

The maid her head on her lips lays her fingers
Steals up from her longs to go and yet lingers
A frightened glance turns to her drowsy
Puts one foot on the stool spins the wheel with the

Lazily, easily swings now the round
Slowly and lowly is heard now the sound
Noisless and to the lattice above
The maid steps then leap to the of her lover

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

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