Luyện nghe bài hát 'twas The Night Before Christmas

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

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

When out on the lawn arose such a clatter
I sprang my bed to see what was the matter
Away to the window I with a flash
Tore open the shutters and threw up the

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

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

"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, dash away, dash away, away all"

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

And then in a twinkling, I on the roof
The prancing, the pawing of little hoof
As I drew in my and was turning around
the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound

He was dressed all in fur his head to his foot
And his were all tarnished with ashes and soot
A bundle of he had flung on his back
And he looked like a peddler just opening his

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

And the stump of a pipe, he tight in his teeth
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a
He had a broad face and a little round
That shook he laughed, ho, ho, ho, ho
a bowl full of jelly, ho, ho, ho, ho

He was and plump, a right jolly old elf
And I laughed I saw him in spite of myself
A wink of his eye and a of his head
gave me to know I had nothing to dread

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

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