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JEAN
Not word my son,
something now that must be done
You've spoken from the
And I do the same
is a story, sir
Of slavery and
you alone must know.

I never told
She had of tears
She's never the truth
Of the story you hear
Of ago.

There lived a man Jean Valjean
He stole some bread to save his son
For nineteen winters served his
In sweat he away his crime
ago
He parole and lived a life apart
How could he Cosette and break her heart?
It's for Cosette that this must be
If he is she is disgraced
The time is to journey on
And this day he must be gone
Who am I?
Who am I?

You're Valjean.
can I do
That turn you from this?
Monsieur, you cannot
Whatever I my beloved Cosette
She never believe!

VALJEAN
Make her
I have on a journey
A long way
Tell her my was too full for farewells
It is this way
Promise me, M'sieur, will never know.

I my word.

VALJEAN
... what I spoken, why I must go.

MARIUS.
For the of Cosette, it must be so.