悲惨世界音乐剧歌词

01.Prologue - Work Song

Look down, look down
Don't look 'em in the eye
Look down, look down,
You're here until you die
The sun is strong
It's hot as hell below
Look down, look down,
There's twenty years to go
I've done no wrong!
Sweet Jesus, hear my prayer!
Look down, look down,
Sweet Jesus doesn't care
I know she'll wait,
I know that she'll be true!
Look down, look down,
They've all forgotten you
When I get free ya won't see me
Here for dust!
Look down, look down
Don't look 'em in the eye
How long, oh Lord
Before you let me die?
Look down, look down,
You'll always be a slave
Look down, look down,
You're standing in your grave
Now bring me prisoner 24601
Your time is up
And your parole's begun
You know what that means.
Yes, it means I'm free.
No!
It means you get
Your yellow ticket-of-leave
You are a thief
I stole a loaf of bread.
You robbed a house.
I broke a window pane.
My sister's child was close to death
And we were starving.
You will starve again
Unless you learn the meaning of the law.
I know the meaning of those 19 years
A slave of the law
Five years for what you did
The rest because you tried to run
Yes, 24601.
My name is Jean Valjean
And I am Javert
Do not forget my name!
Do not forget me,
24601.
Look down, look down
You'll always be a slave
Look down, look down
You're standing in your grave.


02.On Parole & The Bishop

Valjean:
Freedom is mine. The earth is still.
I feel the wind. I breathe again.
And the sky clears
The world is waking.
Drink from the pool. How clean the taste.
Never forget the years, the waste.
Nor forgive them
For what they've done.
They are the guilty - everyone.
The day begins...
And now lets see
What this new world
Will do for me!

[He finds work on a farm.]

Farmer:
You'll have to go
I'll pay you off for the day
Collect your bits and pieces there
And be on your way.

Valjean:
You have given me half
What the other men get!
This handful of tin
Wouldn't buy my sweat!

Laborer:
You broke the law
It's there for people to see
Why should you get the same
As honest men like me?

Valjean:
Now every door is closed to me
Another jail. Another key. Another chain
For when I come to any town
They check my papers
And they find the mark of Cain
In their eyes I see their fear
We do not want you here.'
He comes to an inn.

Innkeeper's Wife:
My rooms are full
And I've no supper to spare
I'd like to help a stranger
All we want is to be fair

Valjean:
I will pay in advance
I can sleep in a barn
You see how dark it is
I'm not some kind of dog!

Innkeeper:
You leave my house
Or feel the weight of my rod
We're law-abiding people here
Thanks be to God.
They throw him out of the inn.

Valjean:
And now I know how freedom feels
The jailer always at your heels
It is the law!
This piece of paper in

my hand
That makes me cursed throughout the land
It is the law!
Like a cur
I walk the street,
The dirt beneath their feet.

[He sits down despairingly outside a house from which emerges the Bishop of Digne.]

Bishop:
Come in, Sir, for you are weary,
And the night is cold out there.
Though our lives are very humble
What we have, we have to share.
There is wine here to revive you.
There is bread to make you strong,
There's a bed to rest till morning,
Rest from pain, and rest from wrong.

Valjean:
He let me eat my fill
I had the lion's share
The silver in my hand
Cost twice what I had earned
In all those nineteen years -
That lifetime of despair
And yet he trusted me.
The old fool trusted me -
He'd done his bit of good
I played the grateful serf
And thanked him like I should
But when the house was still,
I got up in the night.
Took the silver
Took my flight!

[Valjean Arrested, Valjean Forgiven]

1. Tell his reverence your story
2. Let us see if he's impressed
1. You were lodging here last night
2. You were the honest Bishop's guest.
And then, out of Christian goodness
When he learned about your plight
1. You maintain he made a present of this silver.

Bishop:
That is right.
But my friend you left so early
Surely something slipped your mind

[The bishop gives Valjean two silver candlesticks.]

You forgot I gave these also
Would you leave the best behind?
So, Messieurs, you may release him
For this man has spoken true
I commend you for your duty
And God's blessing go with you.

[Constables leave. The bishop addresses Valjean.]

But remember this, my brother
See in this some higher plan
You must use this precious silver
To become an honest man
By the witness of the martyrs
By the Passion and the Blood
God has raised you out of darkness
I have bought your soul for God!



03.What Have I Done? (Valjean's Soliloquy)

Valjean:
What have I done?
Sweet Jesus, what have I done?
Become a thief in the night,
Become a dog on the run
And have I fallen so far,
And is the hour so late
That nothing remains but the cry of my hate,
The cries in the dark that nobody hears,
Here where I stand at the turning of the years?

If there's another way to go
I missed it twenty long years ago
My life was a war that could never be won
They gave me a number and murdered Valjean
When they chained me and left me for dead
Just for stealing a mouthful of bread

Yet why did I allow that man
To touch my soul and teach me love?
He treated me like any other
He gave me his trust
He called me brother
My life he claims for God above
Can such things be?
For I had come to hate the world
This world that always hated me

Take an eye for an eye!
Turn your heart into stone!
This is all I have lived for!
This is all I have known!

One word from him and I'd be back
Beneath the lash, upon the rac

k
Instead he offers me my freedom
I feel my shame inside me like a knife
He told me that I have a soul,
How does he know?
What spirit comes to move my life?
Is there another way to go?

I am reaching, but I fall
And the night is closing in
And I stare into the void
To the whirlpool of my sin
I'll escape now from the world
From the world of Jean Valjean
Jean Valjean is nothing now
Another story must begin!

[He tears up his yellow ticket-of-leave.]


04.At The End of The Day

[1823, Montreuil-sur-Mer. Outside the factory owned by the Mayor, Monsieur Madeleine (Jean Valjean in disguise).]

The Poor:
At the end of the day you're another day older
And that's all you can say for the life of the poor
It's a struggle, it's a war
And there's nothing that anyone's giving
One more day standing about, what is it for?
One day less to be living.

At the end of the day you're another day colder
And the shirt on your back doesn't keep out the chill
And the righteous hurry past
They don't hear the little ones crying
And the winter is coming on fast, ready to kill
One day nearer to dying!

At the end of the day there's another day dawning
And the sun in the morning is waiting to rise
Like the waves crash on the sand
Like a storm that'll break any second
There's a hunger in the land
There's a reckoning still to be reckoned and
There's gonna be hell to pay
At the end of the day!

[The foreman and workers, including Fantine, emerge from the factory.]

Foreman:
At the end of the day you get nothing for nothing
Sitting flat on your butt doesn't buy any bread

Worker 1:
Here are children back at home

Workers 1&2:
And the children have got to be fed

Worker 2:
And you're lucky to be in a job

Woman:
And in a bed!

Workers:
And we're counting our blessings!

Woman 2:
Have you seen how the foreman is fuming today?
With his terrible breath and his wandering hands?

Woman 3:
It's because little Fantine won't give him his way

Woman 1:
Take a look at his trousers, you'll see where he stands!

Woman 4:
And the boss, he never knows
That the foreman is always in heat

Woman 3:
If Fantine doesn't look out, watch how she goes
She'll be out on the street!

Workers:
At the end of the day it's another day over
With enough in your pocket to last for a week
Pay the landlord, pay the shop
Keep on grafting as long as you're able
Keep on grafting till you drop
Or it's back to the crumbs off the table
You've got to pay your way
At the end of the day!

Girl: (Grabbing a letter from Fantine)
And what have we here, little innocent sister?
Come on Fantine, let's have all the news!

[Reading the letter.]

Ooh... "dear Fantine you must send us more money...
Your child needs a doctor...
There's no time to lose..."

Fantine:
Give that letter to me
It is none of your business
With a husband at home
And a

bit on the side!
Is there anyone here
Who can swear before God
She has nothing to fear?
She has nothing to hide?

[They fight over the letter. Valjean (M. Madeleine) rushes on to break up the squabble.]

Valjean:
What is this fighting all about?
Will someone tear these two apart?
This is a factory, not a circus!
Now come on ladies, settle down
I run a business of repute
I am the Mayor of this town
(To the foreman)
I look to you to sort this out
And be as patient as you can-
He goes back into the factory.

Foreman:
Now someone say how this began!

Girl:
At the end of the day
She's the one who began it
There's a kid that she's hiding
In some little town
There's a man she has to pay
You can guess how she picks up the extra
You can bet she's earning her keep
Sleeping around
And the boss wouldn't like it!

Fantine:
Yes it's true there's a child
And the child is my daughter
And her father abandoned us,
Leaving us flat
Now she lives with an innkeeper man
And his wife
And I pay for the child
What's the matter with that?

Women:
At the end of the day
She'll be nothing but trouble
And there's trouble for all
When there's trouble for one!
While we're earning our daily bread
She's the one with her hands in the butter
You must send the slut away
Or we're all gonna end in the gutter
And it's us who'll have to pay
At the end of the day!

Foreman:
I might have known the bitch could bite
I might have known the cat had claws
I might have guessed your little secret
Ah, yes, the virtuous Fantine
Who keeps herself so pure and clean
You'd be the cause I had no doubt
Of any trouble hereabout
You play a virgin in the light
But need no urgin' in the night.

Girl:
She's been laughing at you
While she's having her men

Women:
She'll be nothing but trouble again and again

Woman:
You must sack her today

Workers:
Sack the girl today!

Foreman:
Right my girl. On your way!


05.I Dreamed a Dream

[Fantine is left alone, unemployed and destitute.]

Fantine:
There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong

I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted

But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame

He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came

And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the

years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather

I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.



06.Lovely Ladies

[The docks. Sailors, whores and their customers, pimps, etc. Fantine wanders in.]

Sailor 1:
I smell women
Smell 'em in the air
Think I'll drop my anchor
In that harbor over there

Sailor 2:
Lovely ladies
Smell 'em through the smoke
Seven days at sea
Can make you hungry for a poke

Sailor 3:
Even stokers need a little stoke!

Women:
Lovely ladies
Waiting for a bite
Waiting for the customers
Who only come at night
Lovely ladies
Ready for the call
Standing up or lying down
Or any way at all
Bargain prices up against the wall

Old Woman:
Come here, my dear
Let's see this trinket you wear
This bagatelle...

Fantine:
Madame, I'll sell it to you...

Old Woman:
I'll give you four

Fantine:
That wouldn't pay for the chain!

Old Woman:
I'll give you five. You're far too eager to sell. It's up to you.

Fantine:
It's all I have

Old Woman:
That's not my fault

Fantine:
Please make it ten

Old Woman:
No more than five
My dear, we all must stay alive!

Women:
Lovely ladies
Waiting in the dark
Ready for a thick one
Or a quick one in the park

Whore 1:
Long time short time
Any time, my dear
Cost a little extra if you want to take all year!

All:
Quick and cheap is underneath the pier!

Crone:
What pretty hair!
What pretty locks you got there
What luck you got. It's worth a centime, my dear
I'll take the lot

Fantine:
Don't touch me! Leave me alone!

Crone:
Let's make a price.
I'll give you all of ten francs,
Just think of that!

Fantine:
It pays a debt

Crone:
Just think of that

Fantine:
What can I do? It pays a debt.
Ten francs may save my poor Cosette!

Sailor 3:
Lovely lady!
Fastest on the street
Wasn't there three minutes
She was back up on her feet

Sailor 1:
Lovely lady!
What yer waiting for?
Doesn't take a lot of savvy
Just to be a whore
Come on, lady
What's a lady for? Fantine re-emerges, her long hair cut short.

Pimp:
Give me the dirt, who's that bit over there?

Whore 1:
A bit of skirt. She's the one sold her hair.

Whore 2:
She's got a kid. Sends her all that she can

Pimp:
I might have known
There is always some man
Lovely lady, come along and join us!
Lovely lady!

Whore 1:
Come on dearie, why all the fuss?
You're no grander than the rest of us
Life has dropped you at the bottom of the heap
Join your sisters

Whore 2:
Make money in your sleep!
Fantine goes off with one of the sailors.

Whore 1:
That's right dearie, let him have the lot

Whore 3:
That's right dearie, show him what you've got!

Women:
Old men, young men, take

'em as they come
Harbor rats and alley cats and every kind of scum
Poor men, rich men, leaders of the land
See them with their trousers off they're never quite as grand
All it takes is money in your hand!

Lovely ladies
Going for a song
Got a lot of callers
But they never stay for long

Fantine:
Come on, Captain,
You can wear your shoes
Don't it make a change
To have a girl who can't refuse

Easy money
Lying on a bed
Just as well they never see
The hate that's in your head
Don't they know they're making love
To one already dead!


07.Fantine's Arrest

[Bamatabois is a well dressed gentleman.]

Bamatabois
Here's something new. I think I'll give it a try.
Come closer you! I like to see what I buy...
The usual price, for just one slice of your pie

Fantine:
I don't want you. No, no, m'sieur, let me go.

Bamatabois:
Is this a trick? I won't pay more!

Fantine:
No, not at all.

Bamatabois:
You've got some nerve, you little whore
You've got some gall.
It's the same with a tart as it is with a grocer
The customer sees what he gets in advance
It's not for the whore to say `yes sir' or `no sir'
It's not for the harlot to pick and to choose
Or lead me to a dance!

[He hits her with his stick, she claws at his face, drawing blood.]

Fantine:
I'll kill you, you bastard,
Try any of that!
Even a whore who has gone to the bad
Won't be had by a rat!

Bamatabois:
By Christ you'll pay for what you've done
This rat will make you bleed, you'll see!
I guarantee, I'll make you suffer
For this disturbance of the peace
For this insult to life and property!

Fantine:
I beg you, don't report me sir
I'll do whatever you may want
Bamatabois
Make your excuse to the police!

[Javert enters, accompanied by constables.]

Javert:
Tell me quickly what's the story
Who saw what and why and where
Let him give a full description
Let him answer to Javert!
In this nest of whores and vipers
Let one speak who saw it all
Who laid hands on this good man here?
What's the substance of this brawl?

Bamatabois:
Javert, would you believe it
I was crossing from the park
When this prostitute attacked me
You can see she left her mark

Javert:
She will answer for her actions
When you make a full report
You may rest assured, M'sieur,
That she will answer to the court.

Fantine:
There's a child who sorely needs me
Please M'sieur, she's but that high
Holy God, is there no mercy?
If I go to jail she'll die!

Javert:
I have heard such protestations
Every day for twenty years
Let's have no more explanations
Save your breath and save your tears
Honest work, just reward,
That's the way to please the Lord.

[Fantine gives a last despairing cry as she is arrested by the constables. Valjean emerges from the crowd.]

Valjean:
A moment of your time, Javert
I do believe this woman's tale

Javert:
But M'

sieur Mayor!

Valjean:
You've done your duty, let her be
She needs a doctor, not a jail.

Javert:
But M'sieur Mayor!

Fantine:
Can this be?

Valjean:
Where will she end -
This child without a friend?
I've seen your face before
Show me some way to help you
How have you come to grief
In a place such as this?

Fantine:
M'sieur, don't mock me now, I pray
It's hard enough I've lost my pride
You let your foreman send me away
Yes, you were there, and turned aside
I never did no wrong

Valjean:
Is it true, what I have done?

Fantine:
My daughter's close to dying...

Valjean:
To an innocent soul?

Fantine:
If there's a God above

Valjean:
Had I only known then...

Fantine:
He'd let me die instead

Valjean:
In His name my task has just begun
I will see it done!

Javert:
But M'sieur Mayor!

Valjean:
I will see it done!

Javert:
But M'sieur Mayor!

Valjean:
I will see it done!

Voices:
Look out! It's a runaway cart!

08.The Runaway Cart

[The crowd parts to reveal that the cart has crashed, trapping Monsieur Fauchelevant.]

Voices:
Look at that!
Look at that!
It's Monsieur Fauchelevant!
Don't approach! Don't go near!
At the risk of your life!
He is caught by the wheel!
Oh, the pitiful man!
Stay away, Turn away!
There is nothing to do!
There is nothing to do!

Valjean:
Is there anyone here
Who will rescue the man?
Who will help me to shoulder
The weight of the cart?

Voices:
Don't go near him, Mr. Mayor
The load is heavy as hell
The old man's a goner for sure
It'll kill you as well.

[Valjean attempts to lift the cart... but fails. He tries again. They manage to pull Fauchelevant clear.]

Fauchelevant:
M'sieur le Mayor, I have no words
You come from God, you are a saint.
Javert takes Valjean aside.

Javert:
Can this be true?
I don't believe what I see!
A man your age
To be as strong as you are!
A mem'ry stirs...
You make me think of a man
From years ago
A man who broke his parole
He disappeared
Forgive me, Sir,
I would not dare!

Valjean:
Say what you must
Don't leave it there...

Javert:
I have only known one other
Who can do what you have done
He's a convict from the chain gang
He's been ten years on the run
But he couldn't run forever
We have found his hideaway
And he's just been re-arrested
And he comes to court today.
Well, of course he now denies it
You'd expect that of a `con'
But he couldn't run forever -
No, not even Jean Valjean!

Valjean:
You say this man denies it all
And gives no sign of understanding or repentance?
You say this man is going to trial
And that's he's sure to be returned
To serve his sentence?
Come to that, can you be sure,
That I am not your man?

Javert:
I have known the thief for ages
Tracked him down through thick and thin
And to make the matter certain
There's the brand upon

his skin
He will bend, he will break
This time there is no mistake.

[Javert leaves. Valjean is alone.]

09.Who Am I? (The Trial)

Valjean:
He thinks that man is me
He knew him at a glance!
That stranger he has found
This man could be my chance!

Why should I save his hide?
Why should I right this wrong
When I have come so far
And struggled for so long?

If I speak, I am condemned.
If I stay silent, I am damned!

I am the master of hundreds of workers.
They all look to me.
How can I abandon them?
How would they live
If I am not free?

If I speak, I am condemned.
If I stay silent, I am damned!

Who am I?
Can I condemn this man to slavery
Pretend I do not see his agony
This innocent who bears my face
Who goes to judgement in my place
Who am I?
Can I conceal myself for evermore?
Pretend I'm not the man I was before?
And must my name until I die
Be no more than an alibi?
Must I lie?
How can I ever face my fellow men?
How can I ever face myself again?
My soul belongs to God, I know
I made that bargain long ago
He gave me hope when hope was gone
He gave me strength to journey on
He appears in front of the court

Who am I? Who am I?
I am Jean Valjean!

[He unbuttons his shirt to reveal the number tattooed to his chest.]

And so Javert, you see it's true
That man bears no more guilt than you!
Who am I?
24601!


https://www.wendangku.net/doc/1b6159604.html,e To Me (Fantine's Death)

[Fantine is lying in a hospital bed, deliriously dreaming of her daughter Cosette.]

Fantine:
Cosette, it's turned so cold
Cosette, it's past your bedtime
You've played the day away
And soon it will be night.

Come to me, Cosette, the light is fading
Don't you see the evening star appearing?
Come to me, and rest against my shoulder
How fast the minutes fly away and every minute colder.

Hurry near, another day is dying
Don't you hear, the winter wind is crying?
There's a darkness which comes without a warning
But I will sing you lullabies and wake you in the morning.

[Valjean enters.]

Valjean:
Oh, Fantine, our time is running out
But Fantine, I swear this on my life

Fantine:
Look, M'sieur, where all the children play

Valjean:
Be at peace, be at peace evermore.

Fantine:
My Cosette...

Valjean:
Shall live in my protection

Fantine:
Take her now

Valjean:
Your child will want for nothing

Fantine:
Good M'sieur, you come from God in Heaven.

Valjean:
And none shall ever harm Cosette
As long as I am living.

Fantine:
Take my hand. The night grows ever colder.

Valjean:
Then I will keep you warm.

Fantine:
Take my child. I give her to your keeping.

Valjean:
Take shelter from the storm

Fantine:
For God's sake, please stay till I am sleeping
And tell Cosette I love her
And I'll see her when I wake...

[She dies with a smile. Javert arrives.]


11.The confrontation

Javert:
Valjean, at las

t,
We see each other plain
M'sieur le Mayor,'
You'll wear a different chain!

Valjean:
Before you say another word, Javert
Before you chain me up like a slave again
Listen to me! There is something I must do.
This woman leaves behind a suffering child.
There is none but me who can intercede,
In Mercy's name, three days are all I need.
Then I'll return, I pledge my word.
Then I'll return...

Javert:
You must think me mad!
I've hunted you across the years
A man like you can never change
A man such as you.

Valjean (in counterpoint):
Javert (in counterpoint):
Believe of me what you will || Men like me can never change
There is a duty that I'm sworn to do || Men like you can never change
You know nothing of my life || No, 24601
All I did was steal some bread || My duty's to the law - you have no rights
You know nothing of the world || Come with me 24601
You would sooner see me dead || Now the wheel has turned around
But not before I see this justice done || Jean Valjean is nothing now
I am warning you Javert || Dare you talk to me of crime
I'm a stronger man by far || And the price you had to pay
There is power in me yet || Every man is born in sin
My race is not yet run || Every man must choose his way
I am warning you Javert || You know nothing of Javert
There is nothing I won't dare || I was born inside a jail
If I have to kill you here || I was born with scum like you
I'll do what must be done! || I am from the gutter too!

[Valjean breaks a chair and threatens Javert with the broken piece. Turns to Fantine.]

Valjean (to Fantine):
And this I swear to you tonight

Javert: (to Valjean):
There is no place for you to hide

Valjean:
Your child will live within my care

Javert:
Wherever you may hide away

Valjean:
And I will raise her to the light.

Valjean & Javert:
I swear to you, I will be there!

[They fight, Javert is knocked out. Valjean escapes.]


12.Castle on a Cloud

[Young Cosette is working as a drudge in the Théardier's inn at Montfermeil.]

Young Cosette:
There is a castle on a cloud,
I like to go there in my sleep,
Aren't any floors for me to sweep,
Not in my castle on a cloud.

There is a room that's full of toys,
There are a hundred boys and girls,
Nobody shouts or talks too loud,
Not in my castle on a cloud.

There is a lady all in white,
Holds me and sings a lullaby,
She's nice to see and she's soft to touch,
She says "Cosette, I love you very much."

I know a place where no one's lost,
I know a place where no one cries,
Crying at all is not allowed,
Not in my castle on a cloud.

Oh help! I think I hear them now,
and I'm nowhere near finished sweeping and
scrubbing and polishing the floor.
Oh, it's her! It's Madame!

Mme. Théardier:
Now look who's here
The little madam herself!
Pretending once again she's been `so awfully good,'
Better not let me catch you slac

king
Better not catch my eye!
Ten rotten francs your mother sends me
What is that going to buy?
Now take that pail
My little `Mademoiselle'
And go and draw some water from the well!
We should never have taken you in the first place
How stupid the things that we do!
Like mother like daughter, the scum of the street.

Eponine, come my dear, Eponine, let me see you
You look very well in that new little blue hat
There's some little girls who know how to behave
And they know what to wear
And I'm saying thank heaven for that.

Still there Cosette?
Your tears will do you no good!
I told you fetch some water from the well in the wood!

Young Cosette:
Please do not send me out alone
Not in the darkness on my own!

Mme. Théardier:
Enough of that, or I'll forget to be nice!
You heard me ask for something,
And I never ask twice!

[Young Eponine pushes Cosette out. Théardier says good night to his daughter as the inn fills up for the evening.]

13.Master of the House

Drinkers:
3. Come on you old pest
2. Fetch a bottle of your best
1. What's the nectar of the day?

[Théardier enters with a flask of wine.]

Théardier:
Here, try this lot
Guaranteed to hit the spot
Or I'm not Théardier

Drinkers:
Gissa glass a rum
Landlord, over here!

Théardier:
Right away, you scum (to himself)
Right away, m'sieur (to customer)

Diners:
1. God this place has gone to hell
2. So you tell me every year

Drinkers:
6. Mine host Théardier
He was there so they say,
At the field of Waterloo
7. Got there, it's true
When the fight was all through
1. But he knew just what to do
Crawling through the mud
So I've heard it said
Picking through the pockets
Of the English dead
8. He made a tidy score
From the spoils of war

Théardier:
My band of soaks
My den of dissolutes
My dirty jokes, my always pissed as newts.
My sons of whores
Spent their lives in my inn
Homing pigeons homing in
They fly through my doors
And their money's as good as yours

Diner 2:
Ain't got a clue
What he put in this stew
Must have scraped it off the street

Diner 1:
God what a wine!
Chateau Neuf de Turpentine
Must have pressed it with his feet

Drinkers:
Landlord over here!
Where's the bloody man?
One more for the road!
Théardier, one more slug o' gin.

Girl:
Just one more, or my old man is gonna do me in.

[Théardier greets a new customer.]

Théardier:
Welcome, M'sieur
Sit yourself down
And meet the best
Innkeeper in town
As for the rest,
All of 'em crooks
Rooking their guests
And cooking the books.
Seldom do you see
Honest men like me
A gent of good intent
Who's content to be

Master of the house
Doling out the charm
Ready with a handshake
And an open palm
Tells a saucy tale
Makes a little stir
Customers appreciate a bon-viveur
Glad to do a friend a favor
Doesn't cost me to be nice

But nothing gets you nothing
Everything has got a little price!

Master of the house
Keeper of the zoo
Ready to relieve 'em
Of a sou or two
Watering the wine
Making up the weight
Pickin' up their knick-knacks
When they can't see straight
Everybody loves a landlord
Everybody's bosom friend
I do whatever pleases
Jesus! Won't I bleed 'em in the end!

Théardier & Drinkers:
Master of the house
Quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passerby
To pass him by
Servant to the poor
Butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher,
And lifelong mate!
Everybody's boon companion
Everybody's chaperone

Théardier:
But lock up your valises
Jesus! Won't I skin you to the bone!
To another new customer
Enter M'sieur
Lay down your load
Unlace your boots
And rest from the road
Taking his bag
This weighs a ton
Travel's a curse
But here we strive
To lighten your purse
Here the goose is cooked
Here the fat is fried
And nothing's overlooked
Till I'm satisfied...

Food beyond compare
Food beyond belief
Mix it in a mincer
And pretend it's beef
Kidney of a horse
Liver of a cat
Filling up the sausages
With this and that

Residents are more than welcome
Bridal suite is occupied
Reasonable charges
Plus some little extras on the side!

Charge 'em for the lice
Extra for the mice
Two percent for looking in the mirror twice
Here a little slice
There a little cut
Three percent for sleeping with the window shut
When it comes to fixing prices
There are a lot of tricks he knows
How it all increases
All those bits and pieces
Jesus! It's amazing how it grows!

Théardier & Chorus:
Master of the house
Quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passerby
To pass him by
Servant to the poor
Butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher,
And lifelong mate!
Everybody's boon companion
Gives 'em everything he's got

Théardier:
Dirty bunch of geezers
Jesus! What a sorry little lot!

Mme. Théardier:
I used to dream
That I would meet a prince
But God Almighty,
Have you seen what's happened since?
Master of the house?'
Isn't worth me spit!
Comforter, philosopher'
- and lifelong shit!
Cunning little brain
Regular Voltaire
Thinks he's quite a lover
But there's not much there
What a cruel trick of nature
Landed me with such a louse
God knows how I've lasted
Living with this bastard in the house!

Théardier & Drinkers:
Master of the house!

Mme. Théardier:
Master and a half!

Théardier & Drinkers:
Comforter, philosopher

Mme. Théardier:
Ah, don't make me laugh!

Théardier & Drinkers:
Servant to the poor. Butler to the great.

Mme. Théardier:
Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!

Théardier & Drinkers:
Everybody bless the landlord!
Everybody bless his spouse!

Théardier:
Everybody raise a glass

Mme. Théardier:
Raise it up the master's arse.

All:
Everybody raise a

glass to the master of the house!



14.The Bargain - Waltz of Treachery

[Valjean and Young Cosette, hand-in-hand, approach the now empty inn, singing. They arrive at the inn.]

Valjean:
I found her wandering in the wood
This little child, I found her trembling in the shadows
And I am here to help Cosette
And I will settle any debt you may think proper
I will pay what I must pay
To take Cosette away.
There is a duty I must heed,
There is a promise I have made
For I was blind to one in need
I did not see what stood before me
Now her mother is with God
Fantine's suffering is over
And I speak here with her voice
And I stand here in her place
And from this day and evermore

Mme. Théardier:
Let me have your coat, M'sieur

Valjean:
Cosette shall live in my protection

Théardier:
You are very welcome here

Valjean:
I will not forsake my vow

Théardier:
Take a glass

Mme. Théardier:
Take a chair

Valjean:
Cosette shall have a father now!

[The Théardier Waltz of Treachery]

Théardier:
What to do? What to say?
Shall you carry our treasure away?
What a gem! What a pearl!
Beyond rubies is our little girl!
How can we speak of debt?
Let's not haggle for darling Cosette!

Dear Fantine, gone to rest...
Have we done for her child what is best?
Shared our bread. Shared each bone.
Treated her like she's one of our own!
Like our own, Monsieur!

Valjean:
Your feelings do you credit, sir
And I will ease the parting blow

[He pays them.]

Let us not talk of bargains or bones or greed
Now, may I say, we are agreed?

Mme. Théardier:
That would quite fit the bill
If she hadn't so often been ill
Little dear, cost us dear
Medicines are expensive, M'sieur
Not that we begrudged a sou
It's no more than we Christians must do!

M. and Mme. Théardier:
One thing more, one small doubt
There are treacherous people about
No offense. Please reflect.
Your intentions may not be correct?

Valjean:
No more words. Here's your price.
Fifteen hundred for your sacrifice.
Come, Cosette, say goodbye
Let us seek out some friendlier sky.
Thank you both for Cosette
It won't take you too long to forget.

[Valjean and Cosette leave the inn.]

Come, Cosette, come, my dear
From now on I will always be here
Where I go, you will be.

Cosette:
Will there be children and castles to see?

Valjean:
Yes, Cosette, yes, it's true.
There's a castle just waiting for you.

Valjean & Cosette:
La la la la la...


15.Look Down

[1832. The teeming, squalid streets of Paris. Beggars, urchins, prostitutes, students, etc.]

Beggars:
Look down and see the beggars at your feet
Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down and see
The sweepings of the street
Look down, look down,
]Upon your fellow man!

Gavroche:
How do you do? My name's Gavroche.
These are my people. Here's my patch.
Not much t

o look at, nothing posh
Nothing that you'd call up to scratch.
This is my school, my high society
Here in the slums of Saint Michele
We live on crumbs of humble piety
Tough on the teeth, but what the hell!
Think you're poor?
Think you're free?
Follow me! Follow me!

Beggars:
Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down, look down, upon your fellow man

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

Old Beggar Woman:
What you think yer at?
Hanging round me pitch?
If you're new around here, girl
You've got a lot to learn!

Young Prostitute:
Listen you old bat...
Crazy bloody witch...
Least I give me customers
Some pleasure in return!

Old Beggar Woman:
I know what you give!
Give 'em all the pox!
Spread around your poison
Till they end up in a box.

Pimp:
Leave the poor old cow,
Move it, Madeleine.
She used to be no better
Till the clap got to her brain.

Beggars:
When's it gonna end?
When we gonna live?
Something's gotta happen now or
Something's gonna give
It'll come, it'll come, it'll come
It'll come, it'll come, it'll come

Enjolras:
Where the leaders of the land?
Where are the swells who run this show?

Marius:
Only one man - and that's Lamarque
Speaks for these people here below.

Beggars:
See our children fed
Help us in our shame
Something for a crust of bread
In Holy Jesus' name

Urchin:
In the Lord's Holy name.

Beggars:
In his name, in his name, in his name...

Marius:
Lamarque is ill and fading fast!
Won't last the week out, so they say.

Enjolras:
With all the anger in the land
How long before the judgement day?
Before we cut the fat ones down to size?
Before the barricades arise?

Gavroche:
Watch out for old Théardier
All of his family's on the make
Once ran a hash-house down the way
Bit of a swine and no mistake
He's got a gang
The bleeding layabout
Even his daughter does her share
That's Eponine, she knows her way about
Only a kid, but hard to scare
Do we care?
Not a cuss
Long live us.
Long live us!

Beggars:
Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down, look down upon your fellow man!


16.Stars

Javert:
There, out in the darkness
A fugitive running
Fallen from God
Fallen from grace
God be my witness
I never shall yield
Till we come face to face
Till we come face to face

He knows his way in the dark
Mine is the way of the Lord
And those who follow the path of the righteous
Shall have their reward
And if they fall
As Lucifer fell
The flame
The sword!

Stars
In your multitudes
Scarce to be counted
Filling the darkness
With order and light
You are the sentinels
Silent and sure
Keeping watch in the night
Keeping watch in the night

You know your place in the sky
You hold your course and your aim
And each in your season
Returns and returns
And is always the same

And if you fall as Lucifer fell
You fall in flame!

And so it has been and so it is written
On the doorway to paradise
That those who falter and those who fall
Must pay the price!

Lord let me find him
That I may see him
Safe behind bars
I will never rest
Till then
This I swear
This I swear by the stars!

Gavroche:
That inspector thinks he's something
But it's me who runs this town!
And my theater never closes
And the curtain's never down
Trust Gavroche, have no fear
Don't you worry, auntie dear,
You can always find me here!




17.ABC cafe & Red and Black

[The ABC Cafe where the students, led by Enjolras, meet to discuss their revolutionary plans.]

Combeferre:
At Notre Dame the sections are prepared!

Feuilly:
At rue de Bac they're straining at the leash!

Courfeyrac:
Students, workers, everyone
There's a river on the run
Like the flowing of the tide
Paris coming to our side!

Enjolras:
The time is near
So near it's stirring the blood in their veins!
And yet beware
Don't let the wine go to your brains!
For the army we fight is a dangerous foe
With the men and the arms that we never can match
It is easy to sit here and swat 'em like flies
But the national guard will be harder to catch.
We need a sign
To rally the people
To call them to arms
To bring them in line!

[Marius enters.]

Marius, you're late.

Joly:
What's wrong today?
You look as if you've seen a ghost.

Grantaire:
Some wine and say what's going on!

Marius:
A ghost you say... a ghost maybe
She was just like a ghost to me
One minute there, and she was gone!

Grantaire:
I am agog!
I am aghast!
Is Marius in love at last?
I've never heard him `ooh' and `aah'
You talk of battles to be won
And here he comes like Don Ju-an
It's better than an o-per-a!

Enjolras:
It is time for us all
To decide who we are
Do we fight for the right
To a night at the opera now?
Have you asked of yourselves
What's the price you might pay?
Is it simply a game
For rich young boys to play?
The color of the world
Is changing day by day...

Red - the blood of angry men!
Black - the dark of ages past!
Red - a world about to dawn!
Black - the night that ends at last!

Marius:
Had you been there tonight
You might know how it feels
To be struck to the bone
In a moment of breathless delight!
Had you been there tonight
You might also have known
How the world may be changed
In just one burst of light!
And what was right seems wrong
And what was wrong seems right!

Grantaire:
Red...

Marius:
I feel my soul on fire!

Grantaire:
Black...

Marius:
My world if she's not there!

All:
Red...

Marius:
The color of desire!

All:
Black...

Marius:
The color of despair!

Enjolras:
Marius, you're no longer a child
I do not doubt you mean it well
But now there is a higher call.
Who cares a

bout your lonely soul?
We strive toward a larger goal
Our little lives don't count at all!

All:
Red - the blood of angry men!
Black - the dark of ages past!
Red - a world about to dawn!
Black - the night that ends at last!

Enjolras:
Well, Courfeyrac, do we have all the guns?
Feuilly, Combeferre, our time is running short.
Grantaire, put the bottle down!
Do we have the guns we need?

Grantaire:
Give me brandy on my breath
And I'll breathe them all to death!

Courfeyrac:
In St. Antoine they're with us to a man!

Combeferre:
In Notre Dame they're tearing up the stones!

Feuilly:
Twenty rifles good as new!
Gavroche rushes in shouting.

Gavroche:
Listen!

Joly:
Twenty rounds for every man!

Gavroche:
Listen to me!

Jean Prouvaire:
Double that in Port St. Cloud!

Gavroche:
Listen everybody!

Lesgles:
Seven guns in St. Martin!

Gavroche:
General Lamarque is dead!

Enjolras:
Lamarque is dead.
Lamarque! His death is the hour of fate.
The people's man.
His death is the sign we await!
On his funeral day they will honor his name.
It's a rallying cry that will reach every ear!
In the death of Lamarque we will kindle the flame
They will see that the day of salvation is near!
The time is near!
Let us welcome it gladly with courage and cheer
Let us take to the streets with no doubt in our hearts
But a jubilant shout
They will come one and all
They will come when we call!


18.Do You Hear the People Sing

Enjolras:
Do you hear the people sing?
Singing a song of angry men?
It is the music of a people
Who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart
Echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes!

Combeferre:
Will you join in our crusade?
Who will be strong and stand with me?
Beyond the barricade
Is there a world you long to see?

Courfeyrac:
Then join in the fight
That will give you the right to be free!

All:
Do you hear the people sing?
Singing a song of angry men?
It is the music of a people
Who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart
Echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes!

Feuilly:
Will you give all you can give
So that our banner may advance
Some will fall and some will live
Will you stand up and take your chance?
The blood of the martyrs
Will water the meadows of France!

All:
Do you hear the people sing?
Singing a song of angry men?
It is the music of a people
Who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart
Echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes!


19.Rue Plumet - In My Life

[Cosette stands in her garden on Rue Plumet.]

Cosette:
How strange
This feeling that my life's begun at last
This change,
Can people really fall in love so fast?
What's the matter with you, Cose

tte?
Have you been too much on your own?
So many things unclear
So many things unknown.

In my life
There are so many questions and answers
That somehow seem wrong
In my life
There are times when I catch in the silence
The sigh of a faraway song
And it sings
Of a world that I long to see
Out of reach
Just a whisper away
Waiting for me.

Does he know I'm alive?
Do I know if he's real?
Does he see what I saw?
Does he feel what I feel?

In my life
I'm no longer alone
Now the love in my life
Is so near
Find me now, find me here!

Valjean:
Dear Cosette,
You're such a lonely child
How pensive, how sad you seem to me
Believe me, were it within my power
I'd fill each passing hour
How quiet it must be, I can see
With only me for company.

Cosette:
There's so little I know
That I'm longing to know
Of the child that I was
In a time long ago...
There's so little you say
Of the life you have known
Why you keep to yourself
Why we're always alone
So dark! So dark and deep...
The secrets that you keep!

In my life
I have all that I want
You are loving and gentle and good
But Papa, dear Papa,
In your eyes I am just like a child
Who is lost in a wood

Valjean:
No more words
No more words. It's a time that is dead
There are words
That are better unheard,
Better unsaid.

Cosette:
In my life
I'm no longer a child and I yearn
For the truth that you know
Of the years... years ago!

Valjean:
You will learn
Truth is given by God
To us all in our time
In our turn

[Valjean leaves the garden. Marius and Eponine arrive outside.]

Marius:
In my life
She has burst like the music of angels
The light of the sun
And my life seems to stop
As if something is over
And something has scarcely begun.

Eponine:
You're the friend who has brought me here
Thanks to you I am one with the gods
And Heaven is near!
And I soar through a world that is new that is free

Eponine: (to herself)
Every word that he says is a dagger in me!
In my life
There's been no one like him anywhere
Anywhere, where he is...
If he asked... I'd be his

Marius & Eponine:
In my life
There is someone who touches my life

Marius:
Waiting near

Eponine:
Waiting here


20.A Heart Full of love

[Marius goes into the garden, leaving Eponine outside the gate.]

Marius:
A heart full of love
A heart full of song
I'm doing everything all wrong
Oh God, for shame
I do not even know your name
Dear Mad'moiselle
Won't you say?
Will you tell?

Cosette:
A heart full of love
No fear, no regret

Marius:
My name is Marius Pontmercy

Cosette:
And mine's Cosette

Marius:
Cosette, I don't know what to say

Cosette:
Then make no sound

Marius:
I am lost

Cosette:
I am found!

Marius:
A heart full of light

Cosette:
A night bright as day

Marius:
And you must never go away

Cosette, Cosette

Cosette:
This is a chain we'll never break

Marius:
Do I dream?

Cosette:
I'm awake!

Marius:
A heart full of love

Cosette:
A heart full of you

Marius:
A single look and then I knew

Cosette:
I knew it too

Marius:
From today

Cosette:
Every day

Cosette & Marius:
For it isn't a dream
Not a dream after all.

Eponine: (Interjecting)
He was never mine to lose
Why regret what cannot be?
These are words he'll never say
Not to me...
Not to me...
Not to me...
His heart full of love
He will never feel this way...

[Marius and Cosette move away as Montparnasse enters furtively.]




21.The Attack on Rue Plumet

Eponine:
'Parnasse, what are you doing
So far out of our patch?

Montparnasse:
This house, we're going to do it
Rich man, plenty of scratch
You remember he's the one
Who got away the other day
Got a number on his chest
Perhaps a fortune put away!

Eponine:
Oh Lord, somebody help me!
Dear God, what'll I do?
He'll think this is an ambush
He'll think I'm in it too!

What'll I do, what'll I say?
I've got to warn them here
I've got to find a way.

[Théardier arrives with the rest of his gang.]

Théardier:
This is his lair
I've seen the old fox around
He keeps himself to himself
He's staying close to the ground
I smell profit here!

Ten years ago
He came and paid for Cosette
I let her go for a song
It's time we settled the debt
This'll cost him dear

Brujon:
What do I care
Who you should rob?
Gimme me my share
Finish the job!

Théardier:
You shut your mouth
Give me your hand

Brujon (catching sight of Eponine);
What have we here?

Théardier: (not recognizing her):
Who is this hussy?

Babet:
It's your brat Eponine
Don't you know your own kid
Why's she hanging about you?

Théardier:
Eponine, get on home
You're not needed in this
We're enough here without you

Eponine:
I know this house
I tell you there's nothing here for you
Just the old man and the girl
They live ordinary lives

Théardier:
Don't interfere
You've got some gall
Take care, young miss,
You've got a lot to say!

Brujon:
She's going soft

Claquesous:
Happens to all

Montparnasse:
Go home, 'Ponine,
Go home, you're in the way

Eponine:
I'm gonna scream, I'm gonna warn them here.

Théardier:
One little scream and you'll regret it for a year.

Claquesous:
What a palaver
What an absolute treat
To watch a cat and its father
Pick a bone in the street

Brujon:
Not a sound out of you!

Eponine:
Well I told you I'd do it, told you I'd do it...
She screams.

Théardier:
You wait my girl, you'll rue this night
I'll make you scream, you'll scream all right
Leave her to me, don't wait around
Make for the sewers, go underground!

[The gang scatters. Marius and Cosette run back into the garden and he hurried

ly introduces Eponine before she takes off.]

Marius:
It was your cry sent them away
Once more 'Ponine saving the day
Dearest Cosette - my friend 'Ponine
Brought me to you, showed me the way!
Someone is near
Let's not be seen
Somebody's here!

[Marius leaves quickly as Valjean enters.]

Valjean:
My God, Cosette!
I heard a cry in the dark
I heard the shout of angry voices in the street.

Cosette:
That was my cry you heard, Papa,
I was afraid of what they'd do.
They ran away when they heard my cry.

Valjean:
Cosette, my child, what will become of you?

Cosette:
Three men I saw beyond the wall
Three men in shadow moving fast

Valjean:
This is a warning to us all
These are the shadows of the past
Must be Javert!
He's found my cover at last!
I've got to get Cosette away
Before they return!

We must get away from shadows
They will never let us be
Tomorrow to Calais...
And then a ship across the sea!
Hurry, Cosette, prepare to leave and say no more,
Tomorrow we'll away!
Hurry, Cosette, it's time to close another door
And live another day!


22.One Day More!

One Day More
One day more!
Another day, another destiny.
This never-ending road to Calvary;
These men who seem to know my crime
Will surely come a second time.
One day more!
I did not live until today.
How can I live when we are parted?
One day more.
Tomorrow you'll be worlds away,
And yet with you, my world has started!
One more day all on my own.
Will we ever meet again?
One more day with him not caring.
I was born to be with you.
What a life I might have known.
And I swear I will be true!
But he never saw me there!
One more day before the storm!
Do I follow where she goes?
At the barricades of freedom.
Shall I join my brothers there?
When our ranks begin to form
Do I stay; and do I dare?
Will you take your place with me?
The time is now, the day is here
One day more!
One more day to revolution,
We will nip it in the bud!
I will join these little schoolboys,
They will wet themselves with blood!
One day more!
Watch 'em run amuck,
Catch 'em as they fall,
Never know your luck
When there's a free for all,
Here a little `dip'
There a little `touch'
Most of them are goners
So they won't miss much!
1: One day to a new beginning
2: Raise the flag of freedom high!
1: Every man will be a king
2: Every man will be a king
1: There's a new world for the winning
2: There's a new world to be won
Do you hear the people sing?
My place is here, I fight with you!
One day more!
I did not live until || I will join these people's heros
today. || I will follow where they go
How can I live || they know.
One more day || I will learn their little secrets,
when we are parted?
all on my own! || I will know the things
One day more!
Tomorrow you'll be One more day to || We will nip it in the bud
worlds away || revolution || Wa

tch 'em run amok
Eponine: What a life I || We'll be ready for || Catch 'em as they fall
might have known! || these Schoolboys || Never know your luck
M & C: And yet with || When there's a
you my world has || free-for-all!
Tomorrow we'll be far away,
started
Tomorrow is the judgement day
Tomorrow we'll discover
What our God in Heaven has in store!
One more dawn
One more day
One day more!


23.Building the Barricade & On My Own

Eponine:
And now I'm all alone again
Nowhere to turn, no one to go to
Without a home, without a friend,
Without a face to say hello to.
And now the night is near
Now I can make believe he's here.

Sometimes I walk alone at night
When everybody else is sleeping
I think of him and then I'm happy
With the company I'm keeping
The city goes to bed
And I can live inside my head.

On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone, I walk with him till morning
Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me

In the rain the pavement shines like silver
All the lights are misty in the river
In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me for ever and forever

And I know it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not to him
And although I know that he is blind
Still I say, there's a way for us

I love him
But when the night is over
He is gone, the river's just a river
Without him the world around me changes
The trees are bare and everywhere
The streets are full of strangers

I love him
But every day I'm learning
All my life I've only been pretending
Without me his world will go on turning
A world that's full of happiness
That I have never known!

I love him
I love him
I love him
But only on my own.

24.Back at the Barricade

All:
Red - the blood of angry men!
Black - the dark of ages past!
Red - a world about to dawn!
Black - the night that ends at last!
The barricade is now complete.

Students:
Now we pledge ourselves to hold this barricade

Marius:
Let them come in their legions
And they will be met

Enjolras:
Have faith in yourselves
And don't be afraid

Grantaire:
Let's give 'em a screwing
That they'll never forget!

Combeferre:
This is where it begins!

Courfeyrac:
And if I should die in the fight to be free
Where the fighting is hardest
There will I be

Feuilly:
Let them come if they dare
We'll be there!

Army Officer (offstage, with a loud-bailer):
You at the barricade listen to this!
No one is coming to help you to fight
You're on your own
You have no friends
Give up your guns - or die!

Enjolras:
Damn their warnings, damn their lies
They will see the people rise!

Students:
Damn their warnings, damn their lies




25.Javert's Arrival & Little People

[Javert climbs over the barricade.]

Javert:
Listen my friends
I have don

e as I said
I have been to their lines
I have counted each man
I will tell what I can

Better be warned
They have armies to spare
And the danger is real
We will need all our cunning
To bring them to heel.

Enjolras:
Have faith
If you know what their movements are
We'll spoil their game
There are ways that a people can fight
We shall overcome their power

Javert:
I have overheard their plans
There will be no attack tonight
They intend to starve us out

Before they start a proper fight
Concentrate their force
Hit us from the right.


Little People

Gavroche:
Liar!
Good evening, dear inspector
Lovely evening, my dear.
I know this man, my friends
His name is Inspector Javert
So don't believe a word he says
'Cause none of it's true
This only goes to show
What little people can do!

And little people know
When little people fight
We may look easy pickings
But we've got some bite
So never kick a dog
Because he's just a pup
We'll fight like twenty armies
And we won't give up
So you'd better run for cover
When the pup grows up!

Grantaire:
Bravo, little Gavroche, you're the top of the class!

Prouvaire:
So what are we going to do
With this snake in the grass?

Enjolras:
Tie this man and take him
To the tavern in there
The people will decide your fate
Inspector Javert!

Courfeyrac:
Take the bastard now and shoot him!

Feuilly:
Let us watch the devil dance!

Lesgles:
You'd have done the same, Inspector,
If we'd let you have your chance!

Javert:
Shoot me now or shoot me later
Every schoolboy to his sport
Death to each and every traitor
I renounce your people's court!

Combeferre:
Though we may not all survive here
There are things that never die

Grantaire:
What's the difference, die a schoolboy,
Die a policeman, die a spy?

Enjolras:
Take this man, bring him through
There is work we have to do!

[Javert is bundled away as the first shots ring out.]

[Eponine enters, wounded.]

Joly:
There's a boy climbing the barricade!

Marius:
Good God! What are you doing?
'Ponine, have you no fear?
Have you seen my beloved?
Why have you come back here?

Eponine:
Took the letter like you said
I met her father at the door
He said he would give it
She collapses in his arms
Don't think I can stand any more.

Marius:
Eponine, what's wrong? I feel...
There's something wet upon your hair
There is blood on his hands
Eponine, you're hurt
You need some help!
Oh God, it's everywhere....



26.A Little Fall of Rain

Eponine:
Don't you fret, M'sieur Marius
I don't feel any pain
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now
You're here, that's all I need to know
And you will keep me safe
And you will keep me close
And rain will make the flowers grow.

Marius:
But you will live, 'Ponine - dear God above,
If I could heal your wounds with words of