Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

Look down, down
look 'em in the eye
Look down, look
You're here you die

1ST
The sun is
hot as hell below

Look down, look
twenty years to go.

2ND
done no wrong
Sweet Jesus, my prayer

Look down, look
Sweet doesn't care

3RD
I know wait
I know that be true

Look down, down
all forgotten you

4TH
When I get
You see me
for dust

Look down, down
look 'em in the eye.

5TH
How long, O
you let me die?

Look down, look
You'll be a slave
down, look down
You're in your grave.

Now me prisoner 24601
Your is up
And your parole's
You what that means.

Yes, it I'm free.

NO! It you get
yellow ticket-of-leave
You are a thief.

I a loaf of bread.

You a house.

I broke a pane.
My sister's child was close to
And we starving.

You will again
Unless you learn the of the law.

I the meaning of those 19 years
A of the law.

Five years for you did
The rest because you to run
Yes, 24601.

My is Jean Valjean!

And I'm Javert!
Do not forget my
Do not me

Look down, look
You'll always be a
Look down, down
You're in your grave.

Freedom is mine. The is still.
I feel the wind. I again.
And the clear.
The is waking.
Drink from the pool. How the taste.
forget the years, the waste.
Nor forgive
For they've done.
are the guilty- every one.
The day begins...
And now see
What new world,
do for me!

You'll to go
pay you off for the day
Collect bits and pieces there
And be on way.

You have given me
What the men get
This of tin
buy my sweat!

You the law
It's there for to see
Why you get the same
As honest men me?

Now every door is to me
Another jail. Another key. Chain.
For I come to any town
check my papers
And they the mark of Cain.
In their
I see fear
"We do not you here."

WIFE
My are full
And I've no to spare
I'd to help a stranger
All we is to be fair.

I will pay in
I will in a barn
You see how it is
I'm not some of dog.

You my house!
Or the weight of my rod.
We're people here
be to God.

And now I know how freedom
The always at your heels
It is the law!
Ths of paper in my hand
It makes me cursed the land
It is the law!
Like a
I the street,
The dirt beneath feet...

Come in, Sir, for you are
And the is cold out there.
our lives are vey humble
What we have, we to share.
There is here to revive you.
is bread to make you strong.
There's a bed to 'til morning.
from pain, and rest from wrong.

He let me eat my fill.
I had the share.
This silver in my
Costs what I had earned
In all nineteen years-
That of despair
And yet he me-
The old trusted me-
He'd his bit of good
I played the greatful
And him like I should.
But the house was still,
I got up in the
the silver,
my flight!

1
Tell his reverence story.

2
Let us see if impressed.

1
You were lodging here night.

2
You were the Bishop's guest.
And out of Christian goodness.
When he learned about your

1
You mantain he a present of this

is right.
But my you left so early,
Surely something your mind.
You I gave these also.
Would you leave the best
So, Messieurs, you may him
For this man has true.
I commend you for your
And God's blessing go you.

(to VALJEAN) But this, my brother
See in some higher plan.
You must use this precious
To become an man.
By the of the martyrs
By the and the Blood
God has raised you out of
I bought your soul for God!