Luyện nghe bài hát Pull The Needle

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Tire tire ma fille, , ,

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Tire tire ma fille, , ,
Tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,

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Pull the needle my daughter, , ,
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pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Pull pull the my daughter, , ,
Tire tire l'aiguille ma fille
demain tu te marie mon amie
Tire tire tire ma fille
Ta doit tre finie

Pull pull the needle my daughter
tomorrow you get married my friend
Pull pull pull the needle my
You dress has to be
Sous tes doigts naissent des
de paillettes, de diamants
Diadme d'orangers par mre
Est entre les mains de ta

Under your fingers are created
Spangles letters, ones
diadem worn by mother
Is in the hands of your
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Tire tire ma fille, , ,
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tire l'aiguille ma fille, , , tire tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,

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Pull the needle my daughter, , ,
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pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Pull pull the my daughter, , ,
Ta chambre est couverte de petits bouts de
Le sur le tapis s'en donne coeur joie
Prs du feu qui danse, le se balance
Et berce ton pre

Your room is covered with silk pieces
The cat on the carpet very much fun
the fire which dances, the armchair is rocking
And your asleep father
Ta maman sans mot
Achve de ton trousseau
Ton papa demain, aprs le bal
Qu'un cote bien du mal

Your mother without saying a
Finishes to fold trousseau
Your father will know tomorrow, the dance
That a mariage costs lots of
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tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,
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Tire tire l'aiguille ma fille, , , tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,

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Pull the needle my daughter, , ,
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pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Pull pull the my daughter, , ,
La lumire de la lampe fume et
Tes yeux se couvrent d'un rideau de
Ne les laisse pas se fatiguer mon
Demain, il tre jolie

The of the lamp smokes and wobles
Your eyes get covered with a lacy
Don't let them you my friend
Tomorrow you must be
Et l'orgue chantera
tu lui prendras le bras
Puissent des millions au fil des heures
votre route de bonheur

And when the organ will
When you'll take his arm
Hope millions of star along the hours
Sowing you of joy
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Tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,
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Tire l'aiguille ma fille, , , tire tire l'aiguille ma fille, , ,

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Pull the needle my daughter, , ,
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pull the needle my daughter, , ,
Pull pull the my daughter, , ,
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