Luyện nghe bài hát T'Was The Night Before Christmas

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

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

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

Away to the window, I flew like a
Tore 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 wandering eyes should
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 them by
Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and
On Comet, on Doner, an'

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

And as dry leaves before the wild hurricanes fly
When they with an obstacle mount sky
So up to the the courses they flew
With a sleigh full of and St. Nicholas too

And in a twinkling I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of little hoof

Ands I drew in my and was turning around
Down the chimney St. Nicholas with a bound
He was dressed all in fur 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 eyes how they twinkled, his how merry
His cheeks like roses, his nose like a cherry
His drawl little was drawn up like a bow
And the of his chin was as white as the snow

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

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

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 all the stockings, and then turned with a jerk
An' laying a finger side his nose
An' giving a nod up the chimney he

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 out of sight
Merry to all, Merry Christmas to all
And to all a