Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

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

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

The children were nestled all in their 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 from my bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I like a flash,
open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The outside was shining on the snow
When the look will right on the 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 moment it be St. Nick.
More faster eagles the reindeer came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by

"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 and pawing of each little hoof.
As I in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the St. Nicholas 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 a peddler just opening his pack.

His -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His cute little was just like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as as the snow;

He had a broad face and a round belly,
That shook, a bowlful 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 went 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 flew the down of a thistle.
But I him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Merry to all, and good-night."