Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

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

1ST
The sun is
hot as hell below

Look down, look
there's twenty to go.

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

Look down, look
Sweet doesn't care

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

Look down, down
They've all you

4TH
I get free
You see me
Here for

Look down, down
look 'em in the eye.

5TH
How long, O
you let me die?

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

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

Yes, it I'm free.

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

I stole a of bread.

You a house.

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

You will starve
Unless you learn the of the law.

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

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

My name is Valjean!

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

Look down, down
You'll 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.
Drink from the pool. How the taste.
Never the years, the waste.
Nor them
For what 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 your bits and there
And be on way.

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

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

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

WIFE
My rooms are
And no supper 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 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 makes me cursed throughout the
It is the law!
Like a
I the street,
The dirt beneath feet...

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

He let me eat my fill.
I had the share.
This silver in my
Costs twice 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 played the greatful
And thanked him I should.
But when the 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 about your plight

1
You mantain he made a present of

is right.
But my friend you so early,
Surely something your mind.
You forgot I these also.
Would you leave the 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 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 your soul for God!