Luyện nghe bài hát Javert's Suicide

[Javert walks the deserted streets he comes to a bridge over the river Seine.]

Who is this
What sort of is he?
To have me caught in a
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 flick of his
was his
And he gave me my life!
if I'll live in the debt of a thief!
Damned if yield at the end of the chase.
I am the Law and the Law is not
I'll his pity right back in his face
There is nothing on earth we share
It is Valjean or Javert!

How can I now this man
To hold over me?
This desperate man I have hunted
He gave me my life, he 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 thoughts fly
Can man be believed?
his sins be forgiven?
Shall his be reprieved?
And must I now begin to
Who never doubted all these
My is stone and still it trembles
The world I have is lost in shadow.
Is he from heaven or from
And he know
That me my life today
man has killed me even so?
I am reaching, but I
And the are black and cold.
As I into the void
Of a world that cannot
escape now from the world
From the world of Valjean
There is I can turn
is no way to go on.....

[He throws himself the swollen river.]