Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Wheel

Mellow the moonlight to shine is
Close by the window Eileen is spinning
Bent the fire her grand grandmother sitting
is crooning and and drowsily knitting.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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