Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

Look down, down
Don't 'em in the eye
down, look down
You're until you die

1ST
The sun is
It's hot as below

Look down, look
there's years to go.

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

Look down, down
Jesus doesn't care

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

Look down, down
all forgotten you

4TH
When I get
You see me
Here for

Look down, down
look 'em in the eye.

5TH
How long, O
you let me die?

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

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

Yes, it I'm free.

NO! It you get
Your yellow
You are a thief.

I a loaf of bread.

You a house.

I a window pane.
My sister's child was close to
And we starving.

You starve again
Unless you learn the of the law.

I know the meaning of those 19
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, look
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 forgive
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 given me half
What the men get
handful of tin
buy my sweat!

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

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

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

I pay in advance
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 law-abiding people
be to God.

And now I know how freedom
The jailer always at heels
It is the law!
Ths piece of paper in my
It me cursed throughout the land
It is the law!
a curse
I the street,
The dirt beneath feet...

Come in, Sir, for you are
And the is cold out there.
Though our are vey humble
What we have, we to share.
There is here to revive you.
There is bread to 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
Costs twice I had earned
In all those nineteen
That of despair
And yet he me-
The old fool me-
He'd his bit of good
I played the greatful
And him like I should.
But when the 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 the honest Bishop's guest.
And out of Christian goodness.
When he learned about your

1
You he made a present of this

is right.
But my you left so early,
something slipped your mind.
You I gave these also.
Would you the best behind?
So, Messieurs, you may him
For this man has 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 silver
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!