Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

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

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all the house
Not a was stirring, not even a mouse;
The were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be
One, two, three, four, no, Dave, we wanna hear some more!

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

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

With a old driver, so lively 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! dash away! dash all!"

And then, in a twinkling, I on the roof
The prancing and pawing of 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, from his to his foot,
And his were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A of toys 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 nose a cherry!
His cute mouth was just like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the

He had a broad and a little round belly,
That shook, a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right 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 spoke not a word, but went to his work,
And all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his aside 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 him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Merry to all, and good-night."