Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

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

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

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

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

With a old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it be St. Nick.
More faster than eagles the 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 away! dash away! dash away all!"

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

His eyes -- how twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were roses, his nose like a cherry!
His cute little mouth was like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the

He had a broad face and a round belly,
That shook, like a of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a jolly 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 know I had to dread;

He spoke not a word, but straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; 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 all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he out of sight,
"Merry to all, and good-night."