Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Look down and see the beggars at your
Look down and show some if you can
down and see the sweepings of the streets
Look down, down,
Upon your man!

How do you do? My name's
are my people, here's my patch
Not to look at, nothing posh
Nothing that you'd call up to
This is my school, my society
Here in the slums of Saint
We live on of humble piety
on the teeth, but what the hell!
Think you're
you're free?
Follow me, me!

Look down, and show some if you can
Look down, look down, upon fellow man

[An old beggar finds a young prostitute occupying her patch.]

Old Woman:
What you yer at?
round me pitch?
If you're new around here,
You've got a lot to

Prostitute:
you old bat
Crazy witch
'Least I give my
pleasure in return

Old Beggar
I know you give!
'em all the pox!
Spread around your
Till end up in a box

Leave the old cow,
Move it,
She to be no better
the clap got to her brain

When's it gonna
When we gonna
gotta happen now or
Something's give...
It'll come, it'll come, come
come, it'll come, it'll come

Where the leaders of the
Where are the who run this show?

Only one man - and that's
Speaks for these people here

See our fed
Help us in our
for a crust of bread
In Holy name

In the Holy name.

In his name, in his name, in his name...

Lamarque is ill and fast!
last the week out so they say

With all the in the land
How long the judgement day?
Before we cut the fat ones down to
Before the barricades

Watch out for old
All of his family is on the
Once ran a down the way
Bit of a swine and no
He's got a
The bleeding
his daughter does her share
That's Eponine, she her way about
Only a kid, but hard to
Do we
Not a cuss!
Long live us, long us!

Look down, and show some if you can
Look down, look down, your fellow man!