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

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

Ring out the
Upon day of days!

May all the
Of the above

In
Sing songs of praise!

And this
time with
and love.

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

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

I where we met
Was it not at the Chateau
Where the Duke did puke
the Duchess's de-coll-etage?

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

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

When I at you, I remember Eponine.
She was more you deserved, who gave her birth
But now she is God and happier, I hope,
here on earth!
The starts up again.

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

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

There's a tale I tell

MME.
Information willing to sell...

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

MME.
Pity to disturb you at a feast this
But five hundred francs surely wouldn't amiss.

In God's name say what you to say.

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

(Thnardier shows a ring)

I this! This was mine!
This is surely heavenly sign!

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

Then it's true. I'm right.
Valjean was my savior that night!

(Marius punches Thnardier and then money at him)

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

(Marius and leave)

AT THE FEAST

Ain't it a
Ain't it a
here
Among the
Here a prince
goes a Jew.
This a queer
But can you do?
Paris at my
in the dust
And here's me breaking
the upper crust!

at the feast!
of the dance!
Life is easy
If you grab chance.
you go
Law-abiding
what is decent
But mostly broke!
to the Lord on Sundays
Praying for the gifts send.

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