Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

Hey, Dave, the night before Christmas we'll go!
Hi, boys, I go!

'Twas the night before Christmas, all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon be there;
One, two, three, four, no, Dave, don't we wanna some more!

The were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in heads;
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had settled our heads for a winter's nap,
out on the lawn there a rose such a clatter,
I sprang my bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I like a flash,
Tore open the and threw up the sash.
The moon outside was on the snow
the look will right on the ground below,
When, what to my wondering should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so and quick,
I knew in a it must be St. Nick.
faster than eagles the reindeer came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and them 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! away! dash away all!"

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the
The prancing and of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was around,
Down the chimney St. came with a bound.
He was all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with and soot;
A bundle of he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his like a cherry!
His little mouth was just 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, a bowlful of jelly.
He was and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in of myself;
A wink of his eye and a 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 laying his finger of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team a whistle,
And away they all like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he out of sight,
"Merry to all, and good-night."