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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 love.

Eponine:
Just hold me now, and let it be.
Shelter me, comfort me

Marius:
You would live a hundred years
If I could show you how
I won't desert you now...

Eponine:
The rain can't hurt me now
This rain will wash away what's past
And you will keep me safe
And you will keep me close
I'll sleep in your embrace at last.

The rain that brings you here
Is Heaven-blessed!
The skies begin to clear
And I'm at rest
A breath away from where you are
I've come home from so far

Enjolras:
She is the first to fall
The first of us to fall upon this barricade
Marius:
Her name was Eponine
Her life was cold and dark, yet she was unafraid.
Combeferre: We fight here in her name
Prouvaire: She will not die in vain.
Lesgles: She will not be betrayed.

Night of Anguish

Joly:
Here comes a man in uniform
What brings you to this place?
Valjean: I come here as a volunteer
Joly: Approach and show your face.
Sentry: You wear an army uniform.
Valjean: That's why they let me through.
Joly: You've got some years behind you sir.
Valjean: There's much that I can do.
Joly: You see that prisoner over there?
Grantaire: A volunteer like you!
Combeferre: A spy who calls himself Javert!
Grantaire: He's going to get it too...
Sentry: They're getting ready to attack!

Enjolras:
Take this and use it well!
But if you shoot us in the back,
You'll never live to tell.

First Attack

Student 1: Platoon of sappers advancing toward the barricade!
Student 2: Troops behind them, fifty men or more!
Enjolras: Fire!

Feuilly: Sniper!

Lesgles: See how they turn and run!
Grantaire: And so the war was won!
Enjolras:
They will be back again,
Make an attack again.
(To Valjean.)
For your presence of mind
For the deed you have done
I will thank you M'sieur
When our battle is won.

Valjean:
Give me no thanks M'sieur
There is something you can do.
Enjolras: If it is in my power.
Valjean:
Give me the spy Javert
Let me take care of him!
Javert:
The law is inside out
The world is upside down
Enjolras:
Do what you have to do,
The man belongs to you.

The enemy may be regrouping. Hold yourself in readiness.
Come my friends, back to your positions.
The night is falling fast.

Valjean:We meet again.
Javert:
You've hungered for this all your life;
Take your revenge!
How right you should kill with a knife!
Valjean:
You talk too much,
Your life is safe in my hands.
Javert: Don't understand
Valjean: Get out of here.
Javert: Valjean, take care!
I'm warning you...
Valjean: Clear out of here.
Javert:
Once a thief, forever a thief
What you want you always steal!
You would trade your life for mine.
Yes, Valjean, you want a deal!
Shoot me now for all I care!
If you let me go, beware,
You'll still answer to Javert!

Valjean:
You are wrong, and always have been wrong.
I'm a man, no worse than any man.
You are free, and there are no conditions,
No bargains or petitions.
There's nothing that I blame you for.
You've done your duty, nothing more.
If I come out of this alive, you'll find me
At number fifty-five Rue Plumet
No doubt our paths will cross again.

Enjolras:
Courfeyrac, you take the watch
They won't attack until it's light
Everybody stay awake
We must be ready for the fight
For tomorrow's fight
Let no one sleep tonight!

Drink With Me

Enjolras: Marius, rest.

Feuilly:
Drink with me to days gone by
Sing with me the songs we knew
Prouvaire: Here's to pretty girls who went to our heads.
Joly: Here's to witty girls who went to our beds.
All: Here's to them and here's to you!

Grantaire:
Drink with me to days gone by
Can it be you fear to die?
Will the world remember you
When you fall?
Can it be your life
Means nothing at all?
Will your death be one more lie?

All:
Drink with me to days gone by
To the life that used to be
Women: At the shrine of friendship, never say die
Men: Let the wine of friendship never run dry
All: Here's to you and here's to me

Marius:
Do I care if I should die
Now she goes across the sea?
Life without Cosette
Means nothing at all.
Would you weep, Cosette,
Should Marius fall?
Will you weep, Cosette,
For me?

Bring Him Home

Valjean:
God on high
Hear my prayer
In my need
You have always been there

He is young
He's afraid
Let him rest
Heaven blessed.
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home.

He's like the son I might have known
If God had granted me a son.
The summers die
One by one
How soon they fly
On and on
And I am old
And will be gone.

Bring him peace
Bring him joy
He is young
He is only a boy

You can take
You can give
Let him be
Let him live
If I die, let me die
Let him live
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home.