Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

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

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

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

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

With a little old driver, so and quick,
I knew in a moment it be St. Nick.
More faster than 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! 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 chimney St. came with a bound.
He was all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had on his back,
And he like 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 mouth was just like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as as the snow;

He had a face and a little round belly,
That shook, a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right old elf,
And I when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a 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 then turned with a jerk,
And his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he
He sprang to his sleigh, to his gave a whistle,
And they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Merry to all, and good-night."