Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

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

How do you do? My name's
These are my people, my patch
Not much to look at, nothing
Nothing that you'd call up to
is my school, my high society
Here in the slums of Michele
We live on of humble piety
Tough on the teeth, but the hell!
Think poor?
Think free?
me, follow me!

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

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

Old Beggar
What you yer at?
round me pitch?
If new around here, girl
You've got a lot to

Young
you old bat
Crazy bloody
I give my customers
Some in return

Old Woman:
I know you give!
'em all the pox!
Spread your poison
Till end up in a box

Leave the old cow,
Move it,
She used to be no
the clap got to her brain

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

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

Only one man - and that's
Speaks for these people below

See our fed
Help us in our
for a crust of bread
In Holy Jesus'

In the Holy name.

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

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

With all the anger in the
How long before the day?
we cut the fat ones down to size?
Before the barricades

Watch out for old
All of his is on the make
ran a hash-house down the way
Bit of a swine and no
He's got a
The bleeding
Even his does her share
That's Eponine, she knows her way
Only a kid, but to scare
Do we
Not a cuss!
live us, long live us!

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