Luyện nghe bài hát T'Was The Night Before Christmas

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

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

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 my bed to see what was the matter!

Away to the window, I flew a flash
Tore open the and threw up the sash

The moon on the of the new fallen snow
Gave the luster of to objects below
When to my wandering eyes should appear
But a sleigh and eight tiny reindeer!

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

More rapid than eagles, his courses came
As he whistled and and called them by name
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
they meet with an obstacle mount sky
So up to the the courses they flew
With a sleigh of toys and St. Nicholas too

And then in a twinkling I on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little

Ands I drew in my head and was around
Down the St. Nicholas came with a bound
He was dressed all in fur from his to his foot
And his were all tarnished with ashes and soot

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

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

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

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

A of his eye and a twist of his head
gave me to know I had nothing to dread

He spoke not a word but went straight to his
And all the stockings, and then turned with a jerk
An' laying a aside side his nose
An' a nod up the chimney he rose

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

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