Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

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

1ST
The sun is
It's hot as hell

Look down, look
there's years to go.

2ND
I've done no
Sweet Jesus, my prayer

Look down, look
Jesus doesn't care

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

Look down, look
They've all you

4TH
When I get
You see me
Here for

Look down, look
look 'em in the eye.

5TH
How long, O
you let me die?

Look down, down
always be a slave
Look down, look
You're standing in grave.

Now me prisoner 24601
Your is up
And your begun
You what that means.

Yes, it I'm free.

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

I stole a of bread.

You a house.

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

You will starve
Unless you the meaning of the law.

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

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

My is Jean Valjean!

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

Look down, look
always be a slave
Look down, down
standing in your grave.

Freedom is mine. The is still.
I feel the wind. I again.
And the clear.
The is waking.
from the pool. How clean the taste.
Never the years, the waste.
Nor them
For what done.
are the guilty- every one.
The day begins...
And now see
What 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 me half
What the men get
handful of tin
buy my sweat!

You the law
there for people to see
Why should you get the
As honest men me?

Now door is closed to me
Another jail. key. Another Chain.
For when I come to any
check my papers
And find the mark of Cain.
In their
I see fear
"We do not you here."

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

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

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

And now I how freedom feels
The jailer always at your
It is the law!
Ths of paper in my hand
It makes me cursed throughout the
It is the law!
Like a
I the street,
The beneath their feet...

Come in, Sir, for you are
And the is cold out there.
our lives are vey humble
What we have, we to share.
is wine here to revive you.
There is bread to you strong.
a bed to rest 'til morning.
Rest from pain, and rest wrong.

He let me eat my fill.
I had the share.
silver in my hand
Costs twice what I had
In all those nineteen
That lifetime of
And yet he me-
The old fool me-
He'd done his bit of
I played the serf
And thanked him I should.
But the house was still,
I got up in the
the silver,
my flight!

1
Tell his reverence story.

2
Let us see if impressed.

1
You were here last night.

2
You were the honest guest.
And out of Christian goodness.
When he about your plight

1
You mantain he made a of this

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

(to VALJEAN) But this, my brother
See in this higher plan.
You must use this precious
To become an man.
By the witness of the
By the and the Blood
God has raised you out of
I bought your soul for God!