Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

Look down, down
look 'em in the eye
Look down, look
You're until you die

1ST
The sun is
It's hot as hell

Look down, look
twenty years to go.

2ND
done no wrong
Sweet Jesus, my prayer

Look down, look
Sweet Jesus care

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

Look down, look
all forgotten you

4TH
I get free
You see me
Here for

Look down, look
look 'em in the eye.

5TH
How long, O
Before you let me

Look down, down
always be a slave
Look down, down
standing in your grave.

Now me prisoner 24601
time is up
And your begun
You know that means.

Yes, it I'm free.

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

I a loaf of bread.

You a house.

I broke a pane.
My sister's was close to death
And we starving.

You starve again
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 you tried to run
Yes, 24601.

My is Jean Valjean!

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

Look down, down
You'll always be a
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 the pool. How clean the taste.
Never the years, the waste.
Nor them
For what 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 and pieces there
And be on way.

You given me half
What the men get
handful of tin
buy my sweat!

You the law
It's there for 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 they find the of Cain.
In eyes
I see fear
"We do not you here."

WIFE
My rooms are
And I've no to spare
I'd to help 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 some of dog.

You my house!
Or the weight of my rod.
We're people here
be to God.

And now I know how feels
The always at your heels
It is the law!
Ths piece of in my hand
It makes me 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.
is wine here to revive you.
There is to make you strong.
a bed to rest '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 trusted me-
He'd done his bit of
I the greatful serf
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.
he learned about your plight

1
You mantain he made a present of

is right.
But my you left so early,
Surely something slipped mind.
You forgot I these also.
Would you leave the best
So, Messieurs, you may him
For this man has true.
I commend you for duty
And God's blessing go you.

(to VALJEAN) But remember this, my
See in some higher plan.
You must use this silver
To an honest man.
By the witness of the
By the Passion and the
God has raised you out of
I bought your soul for God!