Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

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

1ST
The sun is
It's hot as hell

Look down, down
there's years to go.

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

Look down, look
Jesus doesn't care

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

Look down, look
They've all you

4TH
I get free
You see me
for dust

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

5TH
How long, O
you let me die?

Look down, down
You'll be a slave
down, look 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 ticket-of-leave
You are a thief.

I stole a of bread.

You a house.

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

You will starve
you learn the meaning of the law.

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

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

Freedom is mine. The is still.
I the wind. I breathe again.
And the clear.
The is waking.
Drink the pool. How clean the taste.
Never the years, the waste.
Nor forgive
For they've done.
They are the every one.
The day begins...
And now see
this 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 given me half
the other men get
This of tin
buy my sweat!

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

Now every is closed to me
Another jail. key. Another Chain.
For when I come to any
They my papers
And they the mark of Cain.
In their
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 will pay in
I will in a barn
You see how it is
I'm not some of dog.

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

And now I know how feels
The jailer at your heels
It is the law!
Ths piece of in my hand
It makes me cursed the land
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.
Though our lives are vey
we have, we have to share.
There is wine here to you.
There is to make you strong.
There's a bed to rest morning.
Rest from pain, and rest wrong.

He let me eat my fill.
I had the share.
silver in my hand
Costs what I had earned
In all those nineteen
That lifetime of
And yet he me-
The old fool me-
He'd his bit of good
I played the serf
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 lodging last night.

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

1
You mantain he made a of this

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 commend you for duty
And blessing go with you.

(to VALJEAN) But this, my brother
See in this higher plan.
You must use this silver
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!