Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas, all through the house
Not a was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be
1,2,3,4 go, Dave, go we want to hear some
The children were nestled all in their beds,
While of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the there arose such a clatter,
I sprang the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I like a flash,
Open the shutters and up the sash.
The outside was shining on the snow
And it looked bright on the ground below,
When, what to my wondering should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight reindeer,
a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a it must be St. Nick.
Faster eagles 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 and pawing of each little hoof.
As I in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his to his foot,
And his were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler opening his pack.
His -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his like a cherry!
His droll little was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his was as white as the snow;
He had a broad face and a little belly,
That shook, a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of
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 filled all the stockings; turned with 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 away they all flew the down of a thistle.
But I him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy to all, and to all a good-night."