Luyện nghe bài hát Esther

It was late one night at a fairground near town
When first saw the Armenian man
Who groveled toward her and stood by her
a bucket that swung in his hand

His grin stretched the folds of his pasty cheeks
And his lips a dollop of murk on the curb
And the lights from the rides showed a mischievous
That flashed in his hollow eyed

He said, "Little girl, you can chop off my
And then off my socks if you want to
But I'd rather you took this old from me
I hold in my pail as we speak"

And he stood looking at the innocent girl
And she stared at the bucket
Then he lifted the doll for the young to see
And a giant smile on his face

She saw the doll's and she couldn't resist
And she thanked the man and ran to the church
And she burst through the with puppet held high
And a hush filled the chapel and the people looked

Esther tried in to pacify the mob
Quibble grew to spat, to wrangle, to brawl
The frenzied congregation desperately to fetch
The pretty puppet snugly nestled deep in leather sack

the window of the church, a storm began to rage
And knew the time had come to flee
She scurried down the toward the doorway in the distance
And out the rainstorm where she felt she would be free

But the wind was harder
And her began to billow, until finally her feet began to lift
And she rose above the houses and the and the chimneys
And Esther and the were set adrift

Floating higher over the
And the valleys and treetops flutter and glide
Soaring and suspended on air
With the earth far below them tumble
And dive the clouds

And she began to earthward
she landed in the nasty part of town
She glanced about the village to find the evil men
Who rob and pillage in the hour of night

Nervously she fumbled for the that held the puppet on her rump
quite outnumbered Esther hid behind
A pile of lumber, where she waited till the dawn
'Cause it have been a blunder
To to a hoodlum on the prowl

When the morning came, she through the streets
Along the chilly that lay beside the town
At last a peaceful moment, but she thought she heard a
It was an angry mob of coming up to knock her down

As stood and shook her head the joggers were approaching
And she knew she had no left but to swim
As the frosty water sank its bitter teeth her hide
She tried to slide the clothing from her skin

Naked now she made her way the shore
When suddenly she a tiny tugging at her toe
And the puppet she'd wrapped its tiny
Little around her ankle and wouldn't let her go

The waves seemed to open and swallow her
As the doll pulled her down the eerie green deep
And the sound of the laughing old man her ears
As she away to a tranquil and motionless sleep