Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a
The stockings were hung by the with care,
In hopes that St. soon would be there;
1,2,3,4 go, Dave, go we want to hear more
The children nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see was the matter.
Away to the window I flew a flash,
Open the and threw up the sash.
The moon outside was on the snow
And it looked real on the ground below,
When, what to my wondering should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and tiny reindeer,
With a old driver, so lively and quick,
I in a minute it must be St. Nick.
Faster than the reindeer came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by
"Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, and Vixen!
On, Comet! On Cupid! On, and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash all!"
And then, in a twinkling, I on the roof
The prancing and pawing of little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was around,
Down the St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all with ashes and soot;
A of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his how merry!
His were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as as the snow;
He had a broad face and a little belly,
shook, like a bowlful of jelly.
He was and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of
A wink of his eye and a of his head,
Soon gave me to I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then with a jerk,
And his finger aside of his nose,
And a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he out of sight,
"Happy to all, and to all a good-night."