Luyện nghe bài hát Esther (alternate Version)

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

His grin stretched the folds of his white cheeks
And his lips hurled a dollop of on the curb
And the lights from the rides a mischievous sparkle
That flashed in his eyed stare

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

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

She saw the doll's and she couldn't resist
And she thanked the man and ran to the church
And she burst through the door puppet held high
And a filled the chapel and the people looked mean

tried in vain to pacify the mob
Quibble grew to spat, to wrangle, then to
The congregation struggled 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 to flee
She scurried down the toward the doorway in the distance
And out into the rainstorm where she felt she be free

But the was blowing harder
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 were set

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

And she to plummet earthward
she landed 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 held the puppet on her rump
Feeling quite outnumbered Esther hid
A nearby pile of lumber, where she waited the dawn
it would have been a blunder
To succumb to a hoodlum on the

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

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

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

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