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 and moaning and drowsily knitting.

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

Eileen, a chara, I someone tapping
'Tis the ivy dear mother against the glass
Eileen, I hear somebody sighing
'Tis the sound mother dear of the autumn 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, through the step lightly
And rove in the grove while the moon's shining brightly.

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

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

Lazily, easily, swings now the round
Slowly and lowly is now the reel's sound
Noiseless and to the lattice above her
The maid steps, then leaps to the 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.