Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the
Not a creature was stirring, not a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney 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 snug in beds,
While visions of sugar-plums in their heads;
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long nap,
When out on the lawn arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see was the matter.
Away to the window I like a flash,
the shutters and threw up the sash.
The outside was shining on the snow
And it real bright on the ground below,
When, what to my eyes should appear,
But a sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a minute it be St. Nick.
than 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 away! dash away! dash 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,
Down the St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was all in fur, from 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 -- 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 was as white as the snow;
He had a broad face and a round belly,
That shook, a bowlful 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,
gave 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 chimney he
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team 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."