Luyện nghe bài hát Look Down

[1832. The teeming, streets of Paris. Beggars, urchins, prostitutes, students, etc.]

Look down, and see the at your feet
Look down and show some if you can
down and see
The of the streets
down, look down,
Upon your man!

How do you do? My name's
are my people, here's my patch
Not much to at, nothing posh
Nothing you'd call up to scratch
is my school, my high society
Here in the slums of Michele
We live on crumbs of humble
Tough on the teeth, but the hell!
If poor?
If you're
me, follow me!

Look down, and some mercy if you can
Look down, look down, upon your man

[An old woman finds a young prostitute occupying her patch.]

Old Woman:
you think yer at?
Hanging me pitch?
If you're new around here,
got a lot to learn

Young
you old bat
Crazy bloody
I give my customers
Some in return

Old Woman:
I know you give!
'em all the pox!
Spread around poison
they end up in a box

Leave the old cow,
Move it,
She to be no better
Till the clap got to her

When's it gonna
When we gonna
gotta happen now or
Something's give...
It'll come, it'll come, it'll
come, it'll come

Where the leaders of the
Where are the swells who run show?

Only one man - and that's
Speaks for these people below

See our fed
us in our shame
Something for a of bread
In Holy Jesus'

In the Lord's name.

In his name, in his name, in his name...

Lamarque is ill and fast!
Won't the week out so they say

With all the in the land
How long before the judgement
Before we cut the fat ones to size?
the barricades arise?

Watch out for old
All of his is on the make
Once ran a hash-house the way
Bit of a and no mistake
He's got a
The layabout
his daughter does her share
That's Eponine, she her way about
Only a kid, but hard to
Do we
Not a cuss!
Long live us, long us!

Look down, and show some if you can
Look down, down, upon your fellow man!