Luyện nghe bài hát Twas The Night Before Christmas

Twas the night Christmas, 
all through the house 
Not a was stirring, 
not a mouse.

The were hung 
by the chimney care, 
In that St Nicholas 
soon be there.

The children were
all in their beds, 
visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads. 

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

When out on the
there such a clatter, 
I sprang from the
to see was the matter. 

Away to the
I flew a flash,
Tore open the
and up the sash.

The on the breast 
of the snow 
Gave the of mid-day 
to below.

When, what to
wondering eyes appear, 
But a sleigh, 
and eight reindeer.

With a little old driver, so and quick, 
I knew in a
it be St Nick.

More rapid than
his they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, 
and them by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! 
now, and Vixen! 
On, Comet! On, Cupid! 
on, on and Blitzen!

To the top of the porch! 
to the top of the wall! 
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash all!"

As dry leaves that
the wild fly, 
When they meet with an obstacle, to the sky. 

So up to the
the coursers flew,
With the full of Toys, 
and St too.

And then, in a twinkling, 
I on the roof
The and pawing 
of each hoof. 

As I in my head, 
and was around,
Down the St Nicholas 
with a bound.

He was all in fur, 
from his to his foot, 
And his clothes were all tarnished ashes and soot. 

A of Toys 
he had on his back,
And he looked a peddler, 
just his pack.

His eyes-how twinkled! 
his how merry! 
His cheeks like roses, 
his nose a cherry!

His droll little
was up like a bow, 
And the of his chin 
was as as the snow.

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

He had a broad
and a round belly,
That when he laughed, 
a bowlful of jelly!

He was and plump, 
a right old elf, 
And I laughed I saw him, in spite of myself! 

A of his eye 
and a of his head,
Soon gave me to
I had to dread.

He not a word, 
but went to his work, 
And all the stockings, 
then with a jerk. 

And laying his
of his nose,
And a nod, 
up the he rose!

He to his sleigh, 
to his team a whistle, 
And away they all
like the of a thistle.

But I him exclaim, 
he drove out of sight, 
"Happy to all, 
and to all a good-night!"