Luyện nghe bài hát Esther (alternate Version)

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

His stretched the folds of his pasty white cheeks
And his lips hurled a dollop of murk on the
And the lights from the rides showed a 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 this old puppet from me
That I hold in my as we speak"

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

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

Esther in vain to pacify the mob
Quibble grew to spat, to wrangle, then to
The frenzied congregation struggled to fetch
The pretty puppet snugly nestled in Esther's leather sack

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

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

Floating over the hills
And the valleys and treetops flutter and glide
Soaring and turning on air
With the earth far below them tumble
And through the clouds

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

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

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

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

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

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