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, 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
Before you let me

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

Now bring me prisoner
Your is up
And your parole's
You what that means.

Yes, it I'm free.

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

I stole a of bread.

You a house.

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

You will again
Unless you learn the 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 my name
Do not me

Look down, look
You'll always be a
down, look down
You're standing in 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 forgive
For they've done.
They are the guilty- 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
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
jail. Another 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 pay in advance
I will sleep in a
You see how it is
I'm not kind of dog.

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

And now I how freedom feels
The always at your heels
It is the law!
Ths piece of paper in my
It makes me cursed the land
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 are vey humble
What we have, we to share.
There is 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.
This silver in my
Costs twice what I had
In all nineteen years-
lifetime 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 reverence story.

2
Let us see if impressed.

1
You were lodging here night.

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

1
You mantain he made a of this

is right.
But my you left so early,
Surely something your mind.
You forgot I gave 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 remember this, my
See in this some plan.
You must use this precious
To an honest man.
By the of the martyrs
By the Passion and the
God has you out of darkness
I bought your soul for God!