Luyện nghe bài hát Spinning Wheel

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

cho: Merrily cheerily noisily
Swings the wheel 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 tapping
'Tis the ivy dear against the glass flapping
Eileen, I surely hear somebody
'Tis the mother dear of the autumn winds dying.

a form 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, through the lattice step
And rove in the grove while the moon's shining brightly.

Merrily cheerily noisily whirring
Swings the spins the wheel while 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 lays her
up from the seat, longs to go and yet lingers
A frightened glance turns to her grandmother
one foot on the stool spins the wheel with the other

Lazily, easily, swings now the round
Slowly and lowly is now the reel's sound
Noiseless and light to the lattice 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 reel and the wheel stop spinning and moving
The the young lovers by moonlight are roving.