Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a was stirring, not even a mouse;
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 all snug in their beds,
visions 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 lawn there such a clatter,
I from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew a flash,
the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon was shining on the snow
And it looked real on the ground below,
When, to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and tiny reindeer,
a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a it must be St. Nick.
Faster than eagles the came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by
"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 on the roof
The prancing and of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and
A of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his how merry!
His were like roses, his nose 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 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 with a jerk,
And his finger aside of his nose,
And a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he out of sight,
"Happy to all, and to all a good-night."