Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

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

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

The children were all snug 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 long 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,
open the shutters 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 sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a it must be St. Nick.
More than 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! away all!"

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the
The prancing and pawing of each hoof.
As I in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and
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 mouth was just a bow,
And the of his chin was as white as the snow;

He had a face and a little 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 spite of
A of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had to dread;

He not a word, but went straight to his work,
And all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And his finger aside of his nose,
And a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he out of sight,
"Merry to all, and good-night."