Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas would be there;
1,2,3,4 go, Dave, go we want to some more
The were nestled all snug in their beds,
While of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see was the matter.
Away to the window I like a flash,
Open the and threw up the sash.
The outside was shining on the snow
And it looked real bright on the below,
When, what to my wondering should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and tiny reindeer,
a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a minute it be St. Nick.
Faster than eagles the 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! dash all!"
And then, in a twinkling, I on the roof
The prancing and of each little hoof.
As I in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. came with 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 he had flung on his back,
And he looked a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as as the snow;
He had a broad face and a round belly,
That shook, like a of jelly.
He was and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in of myself;
A of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to I had nothing to dread;
He not a word, but went 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 chimney he
He to his sleigh, to his team 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."