Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

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

1ST
The sun is
It's hot as below

Look down, down
there's twenty to go.

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

Look down, look
Sweet Jesus care

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

Look down, down
all forgotten you

4TH
When I get
You see me
Here for

Look down, down
look 'em in the eye.

5TH
How long, O
Before you let me

Look down, down
You'll be a slave
Look down, down
standing in your grave.

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

Yes, it I'm free.

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

I a loaf of bread.

You a house.

I a window pane.
My sister's child was close to
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 rest because you to run
Yes, 24601.

My is Jean Valjean!

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

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

Freedom is mine. The is still.
I the wind. I breathe 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.
They are the guilty- 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 have given me
the other men get
This of tin
buy my sweat!

You the law
It's there for to see
Why you get the same
As men like me?

Now every door is to me
jail. Another key. Another Chain.
For I come to any town
check my papers
And they the mark of Cain.
In their
I see fear
"We do not you here."

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

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

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

And now I know how feels
The jailer at your heels
It is the law!
Ths piece of paper in my
It makes me cursed throughout the
It is the law!
Like a
I the street,
The dirt beneath feet...

Come in, Sir, for you are
And the is cold out there.
our lives are vey humble
What we have, we to share.
There is here to revive you.
There is bread to you strong.
a bed to rest 'til morning.
Rest from pain, and rest wrong.

He let me eat my fill.
I had the share.
silver in my hand
Costs twice what I had
In all those years-
That lifetime of
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 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 about your plight

1
You mantain he made a of this

is right.
But my you left so early,
Surely slipped your mind.
You I gave these also.
Would you leave the behind?
So, Messieurs, you may him
For this man has true.
I commend you for your
And God's go with you.

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