Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

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

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

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

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

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

Young
you old bat
Crazy bloody
'Least I give my
Some pleasure in

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

Leave the old cow,
it, Madeleine
She used to be no
the clap got to her brain

When's it end?
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 of the land?
Where are the who run this show?

Only one man - and Lamarque
Speaks for people here below

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...

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

With all the in the land
How before the judgement day?
Before we cut the fat down to size?
the barricades arise?

Watch out for old
All of his family is on the
Once ran a down the way
Bit of a and no mistake
got a gang
The layabout
his daughter 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 mercy if you can
Look down, look down, upon your man!