Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

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

'Twas the night before Christmas, all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a
The stockings were by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon be there;
One, two, three, four, no, Dave, don't we wanna 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 settled our for a long winter's nap,
out on the lawn there a rose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see was the matter.

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

With a old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it be St. Nick.
More faster 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. came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his to his foot,
And his were all tarnished with ashes 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 like a cherry!
His cute little was just like a bow,
And the of his chin was as white as the snow;

He had a broad face and a round belly,
That shook, like a of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right 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 not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned a jerk,
And laying his aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his gave a whistle,
And away all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Merry to all, and good-night."