Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

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

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

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

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

Old Woman:
What you yer at?
Hanging me pitch?
If new around here, girl
You've got a lot to

Young
you old bat
Crazy bloody
'Least I my customers
pleasure in return

Old Beggar
I know you give!
'em all the pox!
Spread around your
they end up in a box

Leave the old cow,
Move it,
She used to be no
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, it'll come

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

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

See our fed
us in our shame
Something for a crust of
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 the judgement day?
we cut the fat ones down to size?
Before the 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
Even his daughter her share
That's Eponine, she her way about
Only a kid, but to scare
Do we
Not a cuss!
live us, long live us!

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