Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Wheel

Mellow the moonlight to 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
Swings the spins the wheel while the foot's stirring
Sprightly and lightly and merrily
Sounds the voice 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 sound mother of the autumn winds dying.

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

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

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

Lazily, easily, now the wheel round
Slowly and lowly is heard now the sound
Noiseless and light to the lattice her
The steps, then leaps to the arms of her lover.

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