Luyện nghe bài hát Overture/Work Song

Look down, look
look 'em in the eye
Look down, down,
You're here you die

Solo
The sun is
It's hot as below

Look down, down,
twenty years to go

Solo
I've no wrong!
Sweet Jesus my prayer!

Look down, down,
Sweet Jesus doesn't

Prisoner:
I know wait,
I know she'll be true!

Look down, down,
They've all you

Solo
When I get free ya see me
for dust!

Look down, look
Don't 'em in the eye

Solo
How long O
Before you let me

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

Bring me 24601
Your is up
And your parole's
You know that means

Yes, it I'm free!

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

I stole a of bread!

You a house!

I a window pane!
My child was close to death
And we starving!

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

I know the of these nineteen years
A of the law

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

My name is Valjean

And I am
Do not my name
Do not me

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

(Valjean leaves the prison and walking)

Freedom is mine. The is still.
I feel the wind. I again.
And the sky clears, the is waiting.
Drink from the pool. How the taste
forget the years, the waste.
Nor forgive them, for they've 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
It's for people to see!
Why should you get the
As honest men me?

(Valjean on his way)

Now door is closed to me
jail, another key, another chain
For when I to any town
They my papers
And they find the 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 to help a stranger
All we want is to be

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

You leave my
Or the weight of my rod
law-abiding people here
be to God.

(Valjean is out)

And now I know how feels
The always at your heels
It is the law!

This piece of in my hand
That makes me throughout the land
It is the law!

a cur
I walk the
The dirt beneath feet.

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

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

There is wine to revive you,
There is 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 -
He's his bit of good
I the grateful serf
And him like I should
But the house was still,
I got up in the
the silver
Took... my... flight!

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