Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

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

1ST
The sun is
hot as hell below

Look down, look
there's twenty to go.

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

Look down, look
Sweet Jesus care

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

Look down, down
all forgotten 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
down, look down
standing in your grave.

Now bring me prisoner
Your is up
And parole's begun
You what that means.

Yes, it I'm free.

NO! It you get
Your yellow
You are a thief.

I a loaf of bread.

You a house.

I broke a pane.
My child was close to death
And we starving.

You will starve
Unless you learn the of the law.

I know the meaning of 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, down
You'll always be a
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 from the pool. How the taste.
Never the years, the waste.
Nor them
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 your 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 door is 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 their
"We do not you here."

WIFE
My are full
And I've no supper to
I'd like to help a
All we is to be fair.

I pay in advance
I sleep in a barn
You see how it is
I'm not kind of dog.

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

And now I know how freedom
The jailer at your heels
It is the law!
Ths piece of paper in my
It me cursed throughout the land
It is the law!
a curse
I the street,
The dirt beneath 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 here to you.
is bread 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.
This in my hand
twice what I had earned
In all those nineteen
lifetime of despair
And yet he me-
The old trusted 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 reverence story.

2
Let us see if impressed.

1
You lodging here last night.

2
You were the Bishop's guest.
And out of Christian goodness.
When he learned about your

1
You he made a present of this

is right.
But my friend you so early,
something slipped your 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 remember this, my
See in this some plan.
You must use this silver
To become an man.
By the of the martyrs
By the Passion and the
God has raised you out of
I have your soul for God!