Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

Twas the night Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not a mouse.
The stockings hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon be there.

The were nestled all snug in their beds,
visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had settled our brains for a long winter's nap.

When out on the lawn there such a clatter,
I sprang the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the snow
Gave the luster of to objects below.
When, to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight reindeer.

a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it be St Nick.
rapid than eagles 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 dash away! Dash away! Dash all!"

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

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

He was dressed all in fur, from his to his foot,
And his clothes all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of he had flung on his back,
And he like a peddler, just opening his pack.

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

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

He was and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed I saw him, in spite of myself!
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 all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his aside of his nose,
And a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he out of sight,
"Happy to all, and to all a good-night!"