Luyện nghe bài hát 'twas The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night before and all through the house
Not a was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by the with care
In the hopes St. Nicholas soon would be there

The children were nestled all in their beds
visions of sugar plums danced in their heads
And mom in her and I in my cap
Had settled down for a long winter's nap

When out on the lawn there arose such a
I from my bed to see what was the matter
to the window I flew with a flash
Tore open the shutters and up the sash

The moon on the of the new fallen snow
Gave a luster of midday to objects
And to my wondering eyes should appear?
But a miniature sleigh and eight reindeer

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

"On Dasher, on Dancer, on and Vixen
On Comet, on Cupid, on and Blitzen
To the top of the porch, to the top of the
Now, away, dash away, dash away all"

As dry leaves the wild hurricane fly
they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky
So up to the rooftop the they flew
a sleigh full of toys and St. Nicholas too

And in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing, the of each little hoof
As I drew in my head and was around
the chimney St. Nicholas came 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 toys he had on his back
And he looked like a just opening his pack

His eyes, how they twinkled, his dimples, how
His cheeks were like roses, his like a cherry
His little mouth was drawn up in a bow
And the beard on his chin was as as the snow

And the of a pipe, he held tight in his teeth
And the smoke, it encircled his head a wreath
He had a face and a little round belly
That when he laughed, ho, ho, ho, ho
Like a bowl of jelly, ho, ho, ho, ho

He was chubby and plump, a jolly old elf
And I when I saw him in spite of myself
A wink of his eye and a twist of his
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to

He not a word but went straight to his work
Filled all the and turned with a jerk
And laying a finger to the of his nose
And giving a nod up the he rose

He sprang to his sleigh, and to his team gave a
And away all flew like the down of a thistle
But I heard him as he drove out of sight
"Merry to all and to all, goodnight, goodnight"