Luyện nghe bài hát Watching the Bobbins

the bobbins,
go up and down.
Fine Irish
for a gown.

One a penny,
seven in a
ten a day
and her begins to drag.

This never ending goes on.
But she promised she never stay...
for long.

the treadle,
in her soul.
She keeps the
and it a toll.

the needle,
in her eyes.
Old withered
steal her young girl's

She's saving penny she earns,
the passion for her freedom
burns.