Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Wheel

Mellow the moonlight to is beginning
Close by the window Eileen is spinning
o'er the fire her grand grandmother sitting
is crooning and moaning and knitting.

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

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

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

cho: Merrily noisily whirring
Swings the wheel spins the wheel while the foot's
Sprightly and lightly and merrily
Sounds the sweet voice of the maiden singing.

The maid her head, on her lips lays her fingers
Steals up from the seat, longs to go and yet
A frightened turns to her drowsy grandmother
Puts one foot on the stool the wheel with 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, 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 stop their and moving
The the young lovers by moonlight are roving.