Luyện nghe bài hát 'twas The Night Before Christmas

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He was all in fur from his head to his foot
And his clothes all tarnished with ashes and soot
A bundle of toys he had on his back
And he looked a peddler just opening his pack

His eyes, how twinkled, his dimples, how merry
His cheeks were like roses, his like a cherry
His droll little mouth was up in a bow
And the on his chin 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 and a little round belly
shook when he laughed, ho, ho, ho, ho
Like a bowl of jelly, ho, ho, ho, ho

He was chubby and plump, a right old elf
And I when 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 a finger to the side of his nose
And giving a nod up the he rose

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