Luyện nghe bài hát Esther (alternate Version)

It was late one fall night at a fairground town
When Esther 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 a dollop of murk on the curb
And the lights from the rides showed a sparkle
That flashed in his 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
I hold in my pail as we speak"

And he stood looking down at the innocent
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 doll's and she couldn't resist
And she thanked the man quickly and ran to the
And she burst through the door with puppet held
And a filled the chapel and the people looked mean

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

Through the window of the church, a began to rage
And Esther the time had come to flee
She scurried down the aisle toward the doorway in the
And out into the rainstorm where she felt she be free

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

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

And she began to plummet
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 hour of

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

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

As Esther stood and her head the joggers were approaching
And she knew she had no choice but to swim
As the frosty water sank its bitter teeth into her
She tried to slide the heavy clothing from her

Naked now she her way toward 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 through the eerie deep
And the sound of the laughing old man filled her
As she drifted away to a tranquil and motionless