Nana Mouskouri - Spinning Wheel lyrics

Mellow the moonlight to shine is beginning
Close by the window young Eileen is spinning
Bent o'er the fire her
Grand grandmother sitting
Is crooning and moaning and drowsily knitting

Merrily cheerily noisily whirring
Swings the wheel spins the wheel
While the foot's stirring
Sprightly and lightly and merrily ringing
Sounds the sweet voice of
The young maiden singing

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

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

Merrily cheerily noisily whirring
Swings the wheel spins the wheel
While the foot's stirring
Sprightly and lightly and merrily ringing
Sounds the sweet voice of
The young maiden singing

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

Lazily, easily, swings now the wheel round
Slowly and lowly is heard
Now the reel's sound
Noiseless and light to the lattice above her
The maid steps
Then leaps to the arms of her lover

Slower and slower
And slower the wheel swings
Lower and lower, and lower the reel rings
There the reel and the wheel
Stop their spinning and moving
The grove the young lovers
By moonlight are roving