Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

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

How do you do? My Gavroche
These are my people, my patch
Not much to at, nothing posh
that you'd call up to scratch
This is my school, my society
in the slums of Saint Michele
We live on crumbs of humble
on the teeth, but what the hell!
Think poor?
you're free?
Follow me, me!

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

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

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

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

Old Woman:
I know you give!
'em all the pox!
Spread around your
they 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
When we live?
gotta happen now or
Something's give...
come, it'll come, it'll come
It'll come, it'll come, it'll

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

Only one man - and Lamarque
Speaks for these people here

See our fed
Help us in our
Something for a of bread
In Jesus' name

In the Holy name.

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

is ill and fading fast!
Won't last the week out so say

With all the anger in the
How long before the judgement
Before we cut the fat ones 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 swine and no
got a gang
The layabout
his daughter does her share
That's Eponine, she knows her way
a kid, but hard 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!