Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before christmas, when all through the
Not a was stirring, not even a mouse.
The were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that st nicholas soon be there.

The were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums in their heads.
And in her 'kerchief, and i in my cap,
Had just settled our for a long winter's nap.

When out on the lawn there such a clatter,
I from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the i flew like a flash,
Tore the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen
Gave the of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight reindeer.

With a old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a it must be st nick.
More than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called by name!

"now dasher! now, dancer! now, and vixen!
On, comet! on, cupid! on, on and blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! away! dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the hurricane fly,
When they with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers flew,
With the sleigh of toys, and st nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, i on the roof
The prancing and of each little hoof.
As 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 clothes all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of he had flung on his back,
And he looked a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his how merry!
His were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little was drawn up like 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 his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a of jelly!

He was and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And i when i saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a of his head,
Soon me to know i had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned a jerk.
And his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his gave a whistle,
And they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But i heard him exclaim, he drove out of sight,
"happy to all, and to all a good-night!