Luyện nghe bài hát T'Was The Night Before Christmas

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

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

And momma in her and I in my cap
Had just down for a long winter's nap
out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I from my bed to see what was the matter!

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

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

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

More rapid than eagles, his courses 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 leaves that before the wild fly
When they meet an obstacle mount sky
So up to the housetop the they flew
With a full of toys and St. Nicholas too

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

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

A bundle of toys, he sprung on his
And he looked a, a peddler just opening his pack

His how they twinkled, his dimples how merry
His cheeks were roses, his nose like a cherry
His drawl little mouth was drawn up a bow
And the beard of his chin was as 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 little face and a, a round belly
That shook when he like a bowl full of jelly
He was chubby and plump, and a, a right old elf
I laughed I saw him in spite of myself

A wink of his eye and a twist of his
Soon me to know I had nothing to dread

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

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

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