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
It's hot as below

Look down, look
there's twenty to go.

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

Look down, down
Jesus doesn't care

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

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
Before you let me

Look down, look
always be a slave
Look down, look
You're standing in grave.

Now bring me prisoner
Your is up
And your parole's
You know 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 sister's child was close to
And we starving.

You will starve
you learn the meaning of the law.

I know the of those 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 forget my
Do not me

Look down, look
always be a slave
Look down, look
You're in your grave.

Freedom is mine. The is still.
I feel the wind. I 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.
are the guilty- 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 bits and pieces there
And be on way.

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

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

Now every is closed to me
Another jail. key. Another Chain.
For I come to any town
They my papers
And find the mark of Cain.
In eyes
I see their
"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 law-abiding here
be to God.

And now I how freedom feels
The jailer always at heels
It is the law!
Ths piece of in my hand
It me cursed throughout the land
It is the law!
Like a
I the street,
The dirt their 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.
There's a bed to 'til morning.
Rest pain, and rest from wrong.

He let me eat my fill.
I had the share.
This silver in my
Costs twice I had earned
In all those years-
That lifetime of
And yet he me-
The old fool me-
He'd done his bit of
I played the serf
And thanked him I should.
But the house 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 here last night.

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

1
You mantain he made a of this

is right.
But my you left so early,
Surely something slipped mind.
You forgot I gave also.
you leave the best behind?
So, Messieurs, you may him
For man has spoken true.
I commend you for your
And blessing go with you.

(to VALJEAN) But this, my brother
See in some higher plan.
You must use precious silver
To an honest man.
By the of the martyrs
By the and the Blood
God has you out of darkness
I have bought soul for God!