Luyện nghe bài hát Javert's Suicide

(Javert the deserted streets until he comes to a bridge over the river Seine)

Who is man?
What sort of is he
To me caught in a trap
And choose to let me go
It was his at last
To put a on my fate
out the past
And me clean off the slate!
All it take
Was a of his knife.
was his
And he gave me my life!
Damned if I'll live in the of a thief!
if I'll yield at the end of the chase.
I am the Law and the Law is not
I'll spit his pity right in his face
is nothing on earth that we share
It is either or Javert!
How can I now this man
To hold dominion me?
This man whom I have hunted
He me my life. He gave me freedom.
I should have by his hand

It was his right.
It was my right to die as
I live... but live in hell.
And my fly apart
Can this man be
his sins be forgiven?
Shall his be reprieved?
And must I now to doubt,
Who never doubted all years?
My heart is stone and it trembles
The world I have known is in shadow.
Is he heaven or from hell?
And he know
granting me my life today
This man has killed me so?
I am reaching, but I
And the are black and cold
As I into the void
Of a world cannot hold
I'll escape now the world
the world of Jean Valjean.
There is I can turn
is no way to go on...
(He throws himself the swollen river)