Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Wheel

Mellow the to shine is beginning
by the window young Eileen is spinning
Bent o'er the fire her grand sitting
is crooning and moaning and knitting.

cho: cheerily noisily whirring
the wheel spins the wheel while the foot's stirring
Sprightly and lightly and merrily
Sounds the sweet of the young maiden singing.

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

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

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

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

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

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