Luyện nghe bài hát Overture/Work Song

Look down, down
Don't 'em in the eye
down, look down,
You're until you die

Solo
The sun is
It's hot as hell

Look down, down,
There's years to go

Prisoner:
I've no wrong!
Jesus hear my prayer!

Look down, down,
Jesus doesn't care

Solo
I know wait,
I know she'll be true!

Look down, down,
all forgotten you

Solo
When I get free ya see me
for dust!

Look down, down
look 'em in the eye

Solo
How long O
you let me die?

Look down, down,
You'll always be a
down, look down,
You're standing in your

Bring me prisoner
time is up
And your begun
You know what that

Yes, it I'm free!

NO!
It you get your yellow ticket-of-leave
You are a

I a loaf of bread!

You a house!

I broke a pane!
My sister's child was to death
And we starving!

And you will starve
Unless you the meaning of the law.

I know the meaning of nineteen years
A of the law

Five years for you did
The rest because you to run
Yes

My name is Jean

And I am
Do not my name
Do not me

Look down, look
You'll always be a
down, look down,
You're in your grave.

(Valjean leaves the and begins walking)

Freedom is mine. The is still.
I the wind. I breathe again.
And the sky clears, the is waiting.
Drink the pool. How clean the taste
forget the years, the waste.
Nor forgive them, for what done.
are the guilty, everyone.
The day begins...
and now see
this new world
do for me!

(Valjean work at a nearby farm)

You'll to go
pay you off for the day
Collect your bits and pieces
And be on way.

You've me half
the other men get!
This of tin
buy my sweat!

You the law
there for people to see!
Why you get the same
As honest men me?

(Valjean on his way)

Now door is closed to me
Another jail, another key, chain
For when I come to any
They check my
And find the mark of Cain
In their eyes, I see their
'We do not you here.'

(Valjean an inn)

Innkeeper's
My rooms are
And I've no supper to
I'd like to a stranger
All we want is to be

I pay in advance
I can sleep in a
You see how it is
I'm not some of dog!

You my house
Or feel the of my rod
We're people here
be to God.

(Valjean is out)

And now I know how freedom
The jailer always at your
It is the law!

This piece of paper in my
makes me cursed throughout the land
It is the law!

a cur
I walk the
The dirt their feet.

(Valjean the home of the Bishop of Digne, who emerges)

Come in, Sir, for you are
And the night is out there.
Though our lives are humble
What we have, we to share.

There is here to revive you,
is bread to make you strong,
There's a bed to till morning,
from pain, and rest from wrong.

He let me eat my
I had the lions
The silver in my
Cost twice what I had
In all those nineteen
lifetime of despair
And yet he me.
The old trusted me -
done his bit of good
I played the grateful
And him like I should
But the house was still,
I got up in the
Took the
Took... my... flight!

(Taking the silver, Valjean runs away and is shortly brought by two officers)