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 hung by, the chimney with care in hopes that
St. Nicholas would soon be

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

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

Away to the window, I flew like a
open the shutters and threw up the sash

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

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

More rapid than eagles, his courses they
As he whistled and shouted and called 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 leaves that before the wild fly
they meet with an obstacle mount sky
So up to the housetop the courses flew
With a sleigh full of toys and St. too

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

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

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

His eyes how they twinkled, his dimples how
His cheeks were like roses, his 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 smoke it circled his head a wreath

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

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 straight to his work
And all the stockings, and then turned with a jerk
An' laying a finger side his nose
An' a nod up the chimney he rose

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

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