Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

Look down, down
look 'em in the eye
Look down, down
You're here 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, hear my

Look down, down
Sweet Jesus doesn't

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

Look down, down
all forgotten you

4TH
I get free
You see me
for dust

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

5TH
How long, O
Before you let me

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

Now bring me 24601
time is up
And your begun
You know that 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 a window pane.
My sister's was close to death
And we starving.

You starve again
Unless you learn the of the law.

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

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

My name is Valjean!

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

Look down, down
You'll be a slave
Look down, down
You're standing in 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 they've done.
They are the 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 bits and pieces there
And be on way.

You have me half
What the men get
This of tin
buy my sweat!

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

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

INNKEEPERS
My are full
And I've no to spare
I'd like to help a
All we is to be fair.

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

You my house!
Or feel the of my rod.
law-abiding people here
be to God.

And now I know how feels
The jailer always at your
It is the law!
Ths piece of in my hand
It makes me throughout the land
It is the law!
Like a
I the street,
The dirt 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.
There is wine here to you.
is bread to make you strong.
There's a bed to 'til morning.
Rest pain, and rest from wrong.

He let me eat my fill.
I had the share.
This in my hand
twice what I had earned
In all those nineteen
That lifetime of
And yet he me-
The old trusted 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 lodging last night.

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

1
You mantain he made a present of

is right.
But my friend you so early,
Surely something slipped mind.
You I gave these also.
Would you leave the best
So, Messieurs, you may him
For this man has true.
I commend you for duty
And God's go with you.

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