Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Look down and see the beggars at feet
Look down and show mercy if you can
down and see the sweepings of the streets
Look down, down,
Upon fellow man!

How do you do? My Gavroche
are my people, here's my patch
Not much to look at, nothing
that you'd call up to scratch
This is my school, my society
Here in the slums of Saint
We live on crumbs of piety
on the teeth, but what the hell!
Think you're
Think free?
me, follow me!

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

[An old beggar woman finds a young prostitute 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 witch
'Least I my customers
Some pleasure in

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

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

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

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

Only one man - and Lamarque
Speaks for people here below

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

In the Holy name.

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

Lamarque is ill and fast!
last the week out so they say

With all the anger in the
How long before the day?
Before we cut the fat down to size?
Before the barricades

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

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