Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

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

1ST
The sun is
It's hot as hell

Look down, look
there's years to go.

2ND
I've done no
Sweet Jesus, my prayer

Look down, down
Sweet Jesus doesn't

3RD
I know wait
I that she'll be true

Look down, down
all forgotten you

4TH
I get free
You see me
for dust

Look down, look
look 'em in the eye.

5TH
How long, O
Before you let me

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

Now bring me 24601
Your is up
And your begun
You what that means.

Yes, it I'm free.

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

I stole a of bread.

You a house.

I broke a pane.
My child was close to death
And we starving.

You will starve
you learn the meaning of the law.

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

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

My name is Valjean!

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

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

Freedom is mine. The is still.
I feel the wind. I again.
And the clear.
The is waking.
from the pool. How clean the taste.
Never the years, the waste.
Nor them
For they've done.
They are the every one.
The day begins...
And now see
this new world,
do for me!

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

You have me half
What the men get
handful of tin
buy my sweat!

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

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

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

I pay in advance
I will in a barn
You see how it is
I'm not kind 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 jailer always at your
It is the law!
Ths piece of paper in my
It me cursed throughout the land
It is the law!
Like a
I the street,
The dirt their feet...

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

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

1
Tell his your story.

2
Let us see if impressed.

1
You were lodging last night.

2
You the honest Bishop's guest.
And than out of goodness.
When he learned about plight

1
You mantain he made a of this

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

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