Luyện nghe bài hát Overture/Work Song

Look down, look
Don't 'em in the eye
Look down, down,
here until you die

Solo
The sun is
It's hot as below

Look down, down,
twenty years to go

Solo
I've no wrong!
Jesus hear my prayer!

Look down, down,
Sweet doesn't care

Prisoner:
I she'll wait,
I that she'll be true!

Look down, down,
all forgotten you

Solo
When I get ya won't see me
for dust!

Look down, look
look 'em in the eye

Solo
How long O
you let me die?

Look down, down,
You'll always be a
down, look down,
You're standing in your

Bring me prisoner
Your is up
And your parole's
You know that means

Yes, it I'm free!

NO!
It means you get your yellow
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 will again
you learn the meaning of the law.

I know the of these nineteen years
A of the law

Five for what you did
The rest you tried to run
Yes

My name is Valjean

And I am
Do not my name
Do not me

Look down, down
always be a slave
Look down, down,
standing 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 forgive them, for they've done.
are the guilty, everyone.
The day begins...
and now see
What this new
do for me!

(Valjean finds 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
there for people to see!
Why you get the same
As men like me?

(Valjean on his way)

Now door is closed to me
Another jail, key, another chain
For when I come to any
check my papers
And they find the of Cain
In their eyes, I see their
'We do not you here.'

(Valjean an inn)

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

I pay in advance
I can in a barn
You see how it is
I'm not some of dog!

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

(Valjean is out)

And now I know how freedom
The always at your heels
It is the law!

This of paper in my hand
That me cursed throughout the land
It is the law!

a cur
I walk the
The beneath their feet.

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

Come in, Sir, for you are
And the is cold out there.
Though our lives are humble
we have, we have to share.

There is here to revive you,
There is bread to you strong,
There's a bed to till morning,
from pain, and rest from wrong.

He let me eat my
I had the lions
The in my hand
Cost twice what I had
In all those nineteen
lifetime of despair
And yet he me.
The old trusted me -
done his bit of good
I played the serf
And thanked him like I
But when the was still,
I got up in the
the silver
Took... my... flight!

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