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 hell

Look down, down
there's years to go.

2ND
I've done no
Jesus, hear my prayer

Look down, look
Sweet Jesus doesn't

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

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
Before you let me

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

Now bring me prisoner
time is up
And parole's begun
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 child was close to death
And we starving.

You starve again
Unless you learn the of the law.

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

Five years for you did
The rest because you 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, look
You're 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 what done.
are the guilty- every one.
The day begins...
And now see
What 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 given me half
the other men get
This of tin
buy my sweat!

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

Now door is closed to me
Another jail. Another key. Chain.
For when I to any town
check my papers
And they find the of Cain.
In eyes
I see their
"We do not you here."

INNKEEPERS
My rooms are
And I've no to spare
I'd to help 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 the weight of my rod.
We're law-abiding people
be to God.

And now I how freedom feels
The jailer always at your
It is the law!
Ths piece of in my hand
It me cursed throughout the land
It is the law!
a curse
I the street,
The beneath 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 wine to revive you.
There is bread to you strong.
There's a bed to rest morning.
from pain, and rest from wrong.

He let me eat my fill.
I had the share.
This silver in my
twice what I had earned
In all nineteen years-
That of despair
And yet he me-
The old fool me-
done his bit of good
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 here last night.

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

1
You mantain he a present of this

is right.
But my you left so early,
Surely slipped 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 God's go with you.

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