Luyện nghe bài hát Les Miserables, musical: Wedding Chorale / Beggars at the Feast

Wedding Chorale/Beggars at the Feast by Les Miserables
(Marius and lead a wedding procession)

Ring out the
Upon day of days!

May all the
Of the above

In
their songs of praise!

And crown
time with
and love.

(The procession a dancing celebration. A waltz is played)

MAJOR
The and Baroness de Thnard wish to pay their respects to the groom!

I forget we met
Was it not at the Lafarge
Where the Duke did that
Down the de-coll-etage?

No, de Thnard'
The circles I in are humbler by far.
Go away, Thnardier!
Do you think I don't know who you

MME.
He's not fooled. you so.
Show M'sieur what you've come to show.
the boy what you know!

When I look at you, I Eponine.
She was than you deserved, who gave her birth
But now she is God and happier, I hope,
Than on earth!
The waltz up again.

So it goes, heaven
Life has dealt me some blows.

MME.
got cash and a heart
You give us a bit of a start!
We can prove, as ink
bride's father is not what you think.

There's a I could tell

MME.
we're willing to sell...

There's a man he slew
I saw the clear as I'm seeing you!
What I you is true!

MME.
to disturb you at a feast like this
But five hundred francs surely come amiss.

In name say what you have to say.

But you pay!
What I saw, as light,
Jean Valjean in the that night.
Had corpse on his back
Hanging there a bloody great sack.
I was there, fear.
Even found me this souvenir.

(Thnardier Marius a ring)

I know this! was mine!
This is some heavenly sign!

One thing more, mark well
It was the night the fell.

Then true. Then I'm right.
Jean Valjean was my that night!

(Marius punches and then throws money at him)

As for you, this too!
God forgive the things we do.
Come my love, Cosette,
This day's blessings are not yet!

(Marius and leave)

BEGGARS AT THE

Ain't it a
it a treat?
Hob-nobbin'
Among the
comes a prince
There a Jew.
one's a queer
But can you do?
Paris at my
in the dust
And me breaking bread
With the crust!

at the feast!
of the dance!
Life is pickings
If you your chance.
you go
Law-abiding
Doing is decent
But mostly broke!
Singing to the Lord on
for the gifts He'll send.

M. & MME.
But the ones who take it
the ones who make it in the end!
Watch the buggers
Watch 'em till drop
Keep your about you
And you on top!
Masters of the
get our share
Clear away the
And we're there!
We know where the is blowing
Money is the we smell.
And when we're as Croesus
Jesus! we see you all in hell!