Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

Look down, down
look 'em in the eye
Look down, look
You're here you die

1ST
The sun is
It's hot as hell

Look down, down
there's twenty to go.

2ND
done no wrong
Sweet Jesus, my prayer

Look down, look
Sweet doesn't care

3RD
I know wait
I know that she'll be

Look down, look
all forgotten you

4TH
I get free
You see me
Here for

Look down, look
Don't 'em in the eye.

5TH
How long, O
you let me die?

Look down, down
You'll always be a
Look down, down
standing in your grave.

Now me prisoner 24601
Your is up
And your parole's
You know what means.

Yes, it I'm free.

NO! It you get
yellow ticket-of-leave
You are a thief.

I a loaf of bread.

You a house.

I broke a pane.
My child was close to death
And we starving.

You starve again
you learn the meaning of the law.

I the meaning of those 19 years
A of the law.

Five years for you did
The because you tried to run
Yes, 24601.

My name is Valjean!

And I'm Javert!
Do not forget my
Do not me

Look down, look
You'll be a slave
Look down, down
You're in your grave.

Freedom is mine. The is still.
I the wind. I breathe again.
And the clear.
The is waking.
from the pool. How clean the taste.
Never the years, the waste.
Nor them
For they've done.
are the guilty- every one.
The day begins...
And now see
this new world,
do for me!

You'll to go
pay you off for the day
Collect your bits and pieces
And be on way.

You have given me
the other men get
This of tin
buy my sweat!

You the law
It's there for to see
Why you get the same
As men like me?

Now every is closed to me
Another jail. key. Another Chain.
For when I to any town
They check my
And find the mark of Cain.
In eyes
I see their
"We do not you here."

WIFE
My rooms are
And I've no supper to
I'd to help a stranger
All we is to be fair.

I will pay in
I sleep in a barn
You see how it is
I'm not kind of dog.

You my house!
Or feel the of my rod.
We're people here
be to God.

And now I know how freedom
The jailer at your heels
It is the law!
Ths piece of paper in my
It makes me throughout the land
It is the law!
Like a
I the street,
The beneath their feet...

Come in, Sir, for you are
And the night is out there.
Though our are vey humble
What we have, we to share.
There is here to revive you.
There is to make you strong.
There's a bed to rest morning.
Rest from pain, and from wrong.

He let me eat my fill.
I had the share.
This silver in my
twice what I had earned
In all nineteen years-
That of despair
And yet he me-
The old fool me-
He'd done his bit of
I the greatful serf
And him like I should.
But the house was still,
I got up in the
the silver,
my flight!

1
Tell his your story.

2
Let us see if impressed.

1
You were here last night.

2
You the honest Bishop's guest.
And than out of goodness.
When he learned about your

1
You he made a present of this

is right.
But my you left so early,
Surely something slipped mind.
You forgot I these also.
Would you leave the behind?
So, Messieurs, you may him
For man has spoken true.
I commend you for your
And God's go with you.

(to VALJEAN) But remember this, my
See in this some plan.
You must use this silver
To an honest man.
By the of the martyrs
By the Passion and the
God has raised you out of
I have bought soul for God!