Luyện nghe bài hát 'Twas The Night Before Christmas

Twas the night Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney care,
In that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

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

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

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

With a old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it be St. Nick.
More 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 sleigh full of and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I on the roof,
The prancing and pawing of each hoof.

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

He was all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all with ashes and soot.
A bundle of he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just 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 on his chin was as white as the snow.

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

He had a broad and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, a bowl full 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,
gave me to know 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 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 away they all like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, as he out of sight,

Chrisrmas to all and to all a good night