Luyện nghe bài hát Overture/Work Song

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

Solo
The sun is
hot as hell below

Look down, down,
There's years to go

Solo
done no wrong!
Sweet hear my prayer!

Look down, down,
Jesus doesn't care

Solo
I she'll wait,
I know that be true!

Look down, down,
They've all you

Solo
When I get free ya see me
for dust!

Look down, look
look 'em in the eye

Solo
How long O
you let me die?

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

Bring me 24601
time is up
And your begun
You know that means

Yes, it I'm free!

NO!
It means you get your ticket-of-leave
You are a

I a loaf of bread!

You a house!

I broke a pane!
My sister's was close to death
And we starving!

And you starve again
you learn the meaning of the law.

I know the of these nineteen years
A of the law

Five years for you did
The rest because you to run
Yes

My name is Valjean

And I am
Do not forget my
Do not me

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

(Valjean leaves the prison and walking)

Freedom is mine. The is still.
I feel the wind. I again.
And the sky clears, the is waiting.
Drink the pool. How clean the taste
Never the years, the waste.
Nor them, for what they've done.
are the guilty, everyone.
The day begins...
and now see
What new world
do for me!

(Valjean work at a nearby farm)

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

You've given me
What the men get!
This of tin
buy my sweat!

You the law
It's for people to see!
Why should you get the
As honest men me?

(Valjean on his way)

Now every door is to me
Another jail, another key, another
For when I to any town
They my papers
And find the mark of Cain
In their eyes, I see fear:
'We do not you here.'

(Valjean an inn)

Wife:
My are full
And I've no to spare
I'd to help a stranger
All we want is to be

I pay in advance
I can 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.

(Valjean is out)

And now I know how feels
The jailer always at heels
It is the law!

This piece of paper in my
That makes me throughout the land
It is the law!

a cur
I walk the
The dirt their feet.

(Valjean the home of the Bishop of Digne, who emerges)

Come in, Sir, for you are
And the night is out there.
our lives are very 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
I had the share
The in my hand
twice what I had earned
In all nineteen years
That lifetime of
And yet he me.
The old trusted me -
done his bit of good
I played the grateful
And thanked him like I
But the house was still,
I got up in the
Took the
Took... my... flight!

(Taking the silver, Valjean runs away and is shortly brought by two officers)