Luyện nghe bài hát Esther

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

His grin the folds of his pasty white cheeks
And his lips hurled a of murk on the curb
And the lights from the rides showed a mischievous
That in his hollow eyed stare

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

And he stood down at the innocent girl
And she stared at the bewildered
he lifted the doll for the young girl to see
And a giant grew on his face

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nervously she fumbled for the pouch that held the on her rump
Feeling quite Esther hid behind
A pile of lumber, where she waited till the dawn
it would have been a blunder
To succumb to a on the prowl

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

As Esther stood and shook her head the joggers approaching
And she she had no choice left but to swim
As the frosty water sank its teeth into her hide
She tried to slide the heavy from her skin

now she made her way toward the shore
When she felt a tiny tugging at her toe
And the puppet forgotten wrapped its tiny
Little arms around her ankle and let her go

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