Luyện nghe bài hát Esther

It was late one fall at a fairground near town
When Esther saw the Armenian man
Who groveled toward her and by her side
With a bucket that in his hand

His grin stretched the folds of his pasty cheeks
And his lips hurled a dollop of on the curb
And the lights from the rides showed a sparkle
That in his hollow eyed stare

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

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

She saw the eyes and she couldn't resist
And she the man quickly and ran to the church
And she burst the door with puppet held high
And a hush filled the chapel and the people looked

Esther tried in to pacify the mob
grew to spat, to wrangle, then to brawl
The congregation struggled desperately to fetch
The pretty puppet snugly nestled deep in Esther's leather

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

But the wind was harder
And her skirt began to billow, finally her feet began to lift
And she rose above the and the people and the chimneys
And Esther and the doll were set

higher over the hills
And the valleys and treetops flutter and glide
and turning suspended on air
With the earth far below them they'd
And through the clouds

And she began to earthward
Till she landed in the nasty of town
She glanced about the village sure to find the men
Who rob and pillage in the darkest of night

she fumbled for the pouch that held the puppet on her rump
Feeling outnumbered Esther hid behind
A nearby pile of lumber, she waited till the dawn
'Cause it would have been a
To succumb to a on the prowl

When the morning came, she wandered through the
Along the chilly lake that lay beside the
At last a peaceful moment, but she she heard a sound
It was an angry mob of joggers coming up to knock her

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

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

The seemed to open and swallow her whole
As the pulled her down through the eerie green deep
And the of the laughing old man filled her ears
As she drifted away to a tranquil and motionless