Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Wheel

Mellow the moonlight to shine is
Close by the window young is spinning
Bent o'er the fire her grandmother sitting
is crooning and moaning and knitting.

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

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

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

cho: cheerily noisily whirring
Swings the wheel spins the wheel while the stirring
Sprightly and lightly and ringing
Sounds the sweet of the young maiden singing.

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

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

Slower and slower, and slower the wheel
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.