Luyện nghe bài hát 'twas The Night Before Christmas

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

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

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

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

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

"On Dasher, on Dancer, on Prancer and
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 before the hurricane fly
When meet with an obstacle mount to the sky
So up to the rooftop the they flew
With a full 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 all in fur from his head to his foot
And his were all tarnished with ashes and soot
A bundle of toys he had flung on his
And he like a peddler just opening his pack

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

And the stump of a pipe, he held in his teeth
And the smoke, it his head like a wreath
He had a broad face and a little round
That when he laughed, ho, ho, ho, ho
Like a 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 of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon me to know I had nothing to dread

He spoke not a word but went to his work
Filled all the stockings and turned a jerk
And laying a to the side of his nose
And giving a nod up the chimney he

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