Luyện nghe bài hát Les Miserables, musical: Javert's Suicide

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

Who is this
What sort of is he
To have me in a trap
And choose to let me go
It was his hour at
To put a seal on my
out the past
And wash me off the slate!
All it take
Was a of his knife.
was his
And he me back my life!
Damned if 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 spit his pity right in his face
is nothing on earth that we share
It is Valjean or Javert!
How can I now allow man
To hold over me?
This man whom I have hunted
He me my life. He gave me freedom.
I should have perished by his

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 crimes be
And I now begin to doubt,
Who never doubted all years?
My heart is stone and still it
The world I known is lost in shadow.
Is he from heaven or hell?
And he know
That granting me my life
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 cannot hold
I'll escape now from the
From the world of Valjean.
There is nowhere I can
is no way to go on...
(He throws into the swollen river)