Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

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

'Twas the night 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;
One, two, three, four, no, Dave, we wanna hear some more!

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

Away to the window I flew a flash,
open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The outside was shining on the snow
When the look will on the ground 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.
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 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. came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his 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 -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose a cherry!
His cute little was just like a bow,
And the beard of his was as white as the snow;

He had a broad face and a round belly,
shook, like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of
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; then with 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 him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Merry to all, and good-night."