Luyện nghe bài hát T'Was The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the
Not a was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings hung by, the chimney with care in hopes that
St. Nicholas would soon be

The children were all nestled, all snug in their beds
Visions of sugarplums danced in their

And in her kerchief and I in my cap
Had just settled down for a winter's nap
When out on the there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my bed to see was the matter!

to the window, I flew like a flash
Tore open the shutters and threw up the

The on the breast of the new fallen snow
the luster of midday to objects below
When what to my wandering eyes appear
But a miniature sleigh and tiny reindeer!

With a little ol' driver so lively and
I in a moment, it must be St. Nick!

rapid than eagles, his courses they came
As he whistled and shouted and called them by
Now Dasher, now Dancer, now and Vixen
On Comet, on Doner, an'

To the top of the porch, to the top of the
Now dash-away, all

And as dry that before the wild hurricanes fly
When they meet an obstacle mount sky
So up to the housetop the they flew
With a sleigh of toys and St. Nicholas too

And then in a I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each hoof

Ands I in my head and was turning around
Down the chimney St. Nicholas with a bound
He was all in fur from his head to his foot
And his clothes were all with ashes and soot

A bundle of toys, he on his back
And he looked like a, a peddler opening his pack

His how they twinkled, his dimples how merry
His cheeks like roses, his nose like a cherry
His little mouth was drawn up like a bow
And the beard of his was as white as the snow

The stump of a pipe, he held tight in his
And the smoke it circled his like a wreath

He had a little face and a, a little round belly
That shook he laughed like a bowl full of jelly
He was chubby and plump, and a, a right old elf
I when I saw him in spite of myself

A wink of his eye and a of his head
Soon gave me to know I had to dread

He spoke not a word but straight to his work
And filled all the stockings, and turned with a jerk
An' laying a finger aside his nose
An' giving a nod up the he rose

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team a whistle
An' away they all flew like the of a thistle

But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of
Merry to all, Merry Christmas to all
And to all a