Luyện nghe bài hát Esther

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

His grin the folds of his pasty white cheeks
And his lips hurled a dollop of murk on the
And the lights from the rides a mischievous sparkle
That flashed in his hollow eyed

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

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

She saw the doll's eyes and she resist
And she thanked the man quickly and ran to the
And she burst through the door with puppet held
And a hush the chapel and the people looked mean

Esther tried in to pacify the mob
Quibble grew to spat, to wrangle, then to
The frenzied struggled desperately to fetch
The pretty puppet snugly nestled deep in Esther's sack

Through the of the church, a storm began to rage
And Esther knew the had come to flee
She scurried down the aisle the doorway in the distance
And out into the rainstorm where she she would be free

But the wind was blowing
And her skirt began to billow, until her feet began to lift
And she rose above the houses and the people and the
And Esther and the doll set adrift

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

And she began to plummet
Till she in the nasty part of town
She glanced about the village sure to the evil men
Who rob and pillage in the hour of night

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

When the came, she wandered through the streets
Along the chilly lake lay beside the town
At last a moment, but she thought she heard a sound
It was an angry mob of joggers up to knock her down

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

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

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