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[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?

Somewhere 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

"Who is this man?

What sort of devil is he

To have me caught in a trap

And choose to let me go free?

It was his hour at last

To put a seal on my fate

Wipe out the past

And watch me clean off the slate

All it would take

Was a flick of his knife.

Vengeance was his

And he gave me back my life!

Damned if I live in the debt of a thief!

Damned if I yield at the end of the chase.

I am the Law and the Law is not mocked

I'll spit his pity right back in his face

There is nothing on earth that we share

It is either Valjean or Javert!"

Enjolras:

Marius you're no longer a child

I do not doubt your mean it well

But now there is a higher call...

Who cares about your lonely soul ?

We strive towards a larger goal,

Our little lives don't count at 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 !

Quand un jour est passé, on à un jour de plus

Que dire d'autre de la vie des pauvres?

C'est un combat, une guerre

Et personne ne nous fait de cadeau

Un jour de plus à tenir, mais à quoi bon?

Un jour de vie en moins

Quand un jour est passé, on a plus froid que la veille

Une chemise n’empêche pas de frissonner

Et les bourgeois ne voient pas les petits qui pleurent sur leur sort

Et la peste arrive à grands pas, prête à tuer

Un jour de plus vers la mort

Quand un jour est passé, un nouveau jour se lève

Et le soleil du matin n'attend que l'aurore

Comme les vagues sur la plage, l'ouragan prêt à éclater

Quand la faim fait des ravages, on a des comptes à régler

Quelqu'un finira par payer

Un jour, tout compte fait

Let us die facing our foes

Make them bleed while we can

Make them pay throught the nose

Make them pay for every man

Let overs rise to take our place

Until the Earth is free !

"There was a time we killed the King

We tried to change the world too fast

Now we have got another King

He is no better than the last

This is the land that fought for liberty

Now when we fight,

We fight for bread

Here is a thing about equality:

Everyone's equal when they're dead."

"There was a time we killed the King

We tried to change the world too fast

Now we have got another King

He is no better than the last

This is the land that fought for liberty

Now when we fight

We fight for bread

Here is a thing about equality:

Everyone's equal when they're dead."