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 
would be there.

The children nestled 
all in their beds, 
While visions of danced in their heads. 

And in her 'kerchief, 
and I in my cap,
Had settled our brains 
for a winter's nap.

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

to the window 
I flew a flash,
open the shutters 
and up the sash.

The moon on the
of the snow 
the lustre 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 in a moment 
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 that before 
the hurricane fly, 
When they with an obstacle, mount to the sky. 

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

And then, in a twinkling, 
I heard on the
The and pawing 
of little hoof. 

As I in my head, 
and was around,
the chimney St Nicholas 
came a bound.

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

A bundle of
he had on his back,
And he looked a peddler, 
opening his pack.

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

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

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

He had a broad
and a round belly,
shook when he laughed, 
like a of jelly!

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

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

He not a word, 
but straight 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 gave a whistle, 
And they all flew 
like the of a thistle.

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