Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

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

How do you do? My Gavroche
These are my people, my patch
Not much to at, nothing posh
Nothing that you'd call up to
is my school, my high society
Here in the slums of Michele
We live on crumbs of piety
on the teeth, but what the hell!
Think you're
Think 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:
What you yer at?
round me pitch?
If you're new around here,
got a lot to learn

Young
you old bat
Crazy witch
I give my customers
Some pleasure in

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

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

When's it gonna
we gonna live?
Something's gotta now or
Something's give...
It'll come, it'll come, come
It'll come, 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 of bread
In Holy Jesus'

In the Holy 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 before the judgement day?
Before we cut the fat ones to size?
the barricades arise?

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

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