Luyện nghe bài hát Empty Chairs at Empty Tables - Marius

(Marius, recovering from his wounds, imagines back at the ABC cafe.)

There's a grief that can't be
There's a pain on and on
Empty at empty tables
Now my are dead and gone

Here they of revolution
it was they lit the flame
Here they about tomorrow
And never came.

From the in the corner
They could see a world
And they rose with voices
I can hear now!
The very words that had sung
Became their communion
On the barricade.
At dawn.

Oh my friends, my forgive me.

(The of those who died on the barricade appear.)

That I live and you are
a grief that can't be spoken
There's a goes on and on

Phantom faces at the
Phantom shadows on the
chairs at empty tables
Where my will meet no more.

(The ghosts away.)

Oh my friends, my friends, ask me
What your was for
Empty chairs at empty
Where my will sing no more...