Luyện nghe bài hát Esther

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

His grin stretched the folds of his pasty cheeks
And his lips hurled a dollop of on the curb
And the lights from the showed 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 rather you took 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 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 with puppet held high
And a hush filled the chapel and the looked mean

Esther in vain to pacify the mob
Quibble grew to spat, to wrangle, to brawl
The congregation struggled desperately to fetch
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 down the aisle toward the doorway in the distance
And out the rainstorm where she felt she would be free

But the was blowing harder
And her skirt began to billow, until her feet began to lift
And she rose above the houses and the and the chimneys
And and the doll were set adrift

higher over the hills
And the and treetops they'd flutter and glide
Soaring and suspended on air
With the earth far below them they'd
And through the clouds

And she began to earthward
Till she landed in the nasty of town
She glanced the village sure to find the evil men
Who rob and in the darkest hour of night

Nervously she fumbled for the pouch held the puppet on her rump
Feeling outnumbered Esther hid behind
A nearby pile of lumber, where she till 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 peaceful moment, but she she heard a sound
It was an angry mob of joggers coming up to her down

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

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

The waves seemed to and swallow 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 and motionless sleep