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the philly specials - the night before christmas كلمات الأغنية

’twas the night before christmas, when all through the house
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
the stockings were hung by the chimney with care
in hopes that saint nicholas soon would be there

the children were nestled all snug in their beds
with visions of sugarplums danced in their heads
and mama in her kerchief and i in my cap
had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap

when out on the lawn, there arosе such a clatter
i sprang from my bed to see what was the mattеr
away to the window, i flew like a flash
tore open the shutters and threw up the sash

the moon on the breast of the new_fallen snow
gave a l_ster of midday to objects below
when what to my wondering eyes did appear
but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer

with a little old driver, so lively and quick
i knew in a moment, he must be saint nick
more rapid than eagles, his coursers they came
and he whistled and shouted and called them by name

“now, dasher! now, dancer! now, prancer and vixen!
on comet! on cupid! on donner and blitzen!
to the top of the porch, to the top of the wall
now, dash away, dash away, dash away all!”
as leaves that before the wild hurricane fly
when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky
so up to the housetop, the coursers they flew
with a sleigh full of toys and saint nicholas, too

and then, in a twinkling, i heard on the roof
the prancing and pawing of each little hoof
as i drew in my head and was turning around
down the chimney, saint nicholas came with a bound

he was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot
and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot
a bundle of toys, he had flung on his back
and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack

his eyes, how they twinkled, his dimples, how merry
his cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry
his droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow
and the beard on his chin was as white as the snow

the stump of a pipe, he held tight in his t__th
and the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath
he had a broad face and a little round belly
that shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly

he was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf
and i laughed when i saw him in spite of myself
a wink of his eye and a twist of his head
soon gave me to know i had nothing to dread
he spoke not a word but went straight to his work
and filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk
and laying his finger aside of his nose
and giving a nod, up the chimney, he rose

he sprang to his sleigh, to his team, gave a whistle
and away they all flew like the down of a thistle
but i heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight
“happy christmas to all and to all a good night!”

- the philly specials

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