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 stockings were by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in beds,
While of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains 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,
open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the of the new-fallen snow
the luster of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering should appear,
But a sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a old driver, so lively and quick,
I in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves before the wild hurricane fly,
When they with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I on the roof
The prancing and pawing of little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was around,
the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was all in fur, from 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 like a peddler, just his pack.

His they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were roses, his nose like a cherry!
His little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as as the snow.

The stump of a he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head a wreath.
He had a broad and a little round belly,
That shook he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned a jerk.
And laying his aside of his nose,
And a nod, up the chimney he rose!

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!"