Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Look down and see the at your feet
Look down and show some if you can
Look and see the sweepings of the streets
Look down, down,
your fellow man!

How do you do? My Gavroche
These are my people, my patch
Not to look at, nothing posh
Nothing that you'd call up to
is my school, my high society
Here in the slums of Michele
We live on crumbs of humble
on the teeth, but what the hell!
Think you're
Think you're
me, follow me!

Look down, and show mercy if you can
Look down, look down, your fellow man

[An old beggar woman finds a young occupying her patch.]

Old Beggar
What you yer at?
Hanging me pitch?
If new around here, girl
got a lot to learn

Young
you old bat
Crazy witch
'Least I my customers
Some in return

Old Woman:
I what you give!
'em all the pox!
Spread around poison
they end up in a box

Leave the old cow,
it, Madeleine
She to be no better
Till the got to her brain

When's it gonna
When we live?
Something's gotta now or
Something's give...
It'll come, come, it'll come
It'll come, it'll come, come

Where the of the land?
are the swells who run this show?

Only one man - and Lamarque
Speaks for these people below

See our fed
us in our shame
Something for a of bread
In Holy Jesus'

In the Lord's name.

In his name, in his name, in his name...

Lamarque is ill and fast!
Won't last the week out so say

With all the in the land
How long before the judgement
Before we cut the fat down to size?
Before the barricades

Watch out for old
All of his family is on the
Once ran a down the way
Bit of a swine and no
got a gang
The bleeding
Even his daughter her share
That's Eponine, she knows her way
Only a kid, but hard to
Do we
Not a cuss!
Long live us, live us!

Look down, and some mercy if you can
Look down, look down, upon fellow man!