Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a
The were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes St. Nicholas soon would be there;
1,2,3,4 go, Dave, go we want to some more
The children were nestled all snug in beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in heads;
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a winter's nap,
out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see was the matter.
to the window I flew like a flash,
Open the and threw up the sash.
The moon was shining on the snow
And it looked real on the ground below,
When, what to my wondering eyes appear,
But a sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a old driver, so lively and quick,
I in a minute it must be St. Nick.
Faster than the reindeer came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called by name;
"Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, and Vixen!
On, Comet! On Cupid! On, and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! away all!"
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the
The prancing and of each little hoof.
As I in my hand, and was turning around,
the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with and soot;
A bundle of he had flung on his back,
And he looked a peddler just opening his pack.
His -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his like a cherry!
His droll mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the
He had a broad face and a little belly,
That shook, like a of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right old elf,
And I laughed I saw him, in spite of myself;
A of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had to dread;
He spoke not a word, but straight to his work,
And filled all the then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the he rose;
He to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy to all, and to all a good-night."