Luyện nghe bài hát 'Twas The Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all the house,
Not a was stirring, not even a mouse.
The were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas would be there.

And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just down for a long winter's nap.

When out on the lawn arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see was the matter.
to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and up the sash.

The moon on the of the new-fallen snow,
Gave the lustre of mid-day to below,
When to my wondering eye should appear,
But a miniature sleigh and tiny reindeer.

With a old driver, so lively and quick,
I in a moment it must be St. Nick.
rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled and shouted, and called by name.

Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now Prancer, 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!

So up to the house-top the coursers flew,
With the full of toys and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I on the roof,
The prancing and of each little hoof.

As I drew in my head, and was around,
Down the chimney he with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished ashes and soot.
A of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler opening his pack.

His eyes, how they twinkled, his how merry!
His were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as as the snow.

The stump of a he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it his head like a wreath.

He had a face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl of jelly.
He was and plump, a right 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 I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then with a jerk,
And his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the he rose.

He sprang to his to his team gave a whistle,
And they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,

Chrisrmas to all and to all a good night