Luyện nghe bài hát T'Was The Night Before Christmas

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

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

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

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

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

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

More rapid 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 leaves that before the wild fly
When they 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 heard on the
The prancing and pawing of little hoof

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

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

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

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

He had a broad face and a, a little round belly
That shook when he laughed like a bowl full of
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 gave me to know I had 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 side his
An' giving a nod up the 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 out of sight
Merry Christmas to all, Merry to all
And to all a