Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

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

How do you do? My name's
These are my people, here's my
Not to look at, nothing posh
Nothing that you'd up to scratch
is my school, my high society
Here in the of Saint Michele
We live on of humble piety
Tough on the teeth, but the hell!
Think poor?
Think you're
Follow me, me!

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

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

Old Beggar
you think yer at?
Hanging me pitch?
If you're new here, girl
You've got a lot to

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

Old Beggar
I what you give!
'em all the pox!
Spread around poison
Till end up in a box

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

When's it end?
we gonna live?
Something's happen now or
gonna give...
It'll come, it'll come, it'll
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 people here below

See our fed
us in our shame
Something for a crust of
In Holy name

In the Lord's 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 before the judgement day?
Before we cut the fat ones down to
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
got a gang
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!
Long live us, live us!

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