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Combufree: |
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At Notre Dame |
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The sections are prepared! |
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Fuelly:At rue de |
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BacThey're straining at the leash! |
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Couferac:Students, workers, everyone |
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There's a river on the run |
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Like the flowing of the tide |
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Paris coming to our side! |
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Enjolras:The time is near... |
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So near. it's stirring the blood in their veins! |
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And yet beware... |
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Don't let the wine go to your brains! |
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For the army we fight is a dangerous foe |
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With the men and the arms that we never can match |
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Oh, it's easy to sit here and swat 'em like flies |
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But the national guard will be harder to catch. |
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We need a sign |
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To rally the people |
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To call them to arms |
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To bring them in line! |
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Marius, you're late. |
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Jean Provaire: |
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What's wrong today? |
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You look as if you've seen a ghost. |
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Grantaire: |
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Some wine and say what's going on! |
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Marius:A ghost you say... a ghost maybe |
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She was just like a ghost to me |
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One minute there, and she was gone! |
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Grantaire: |
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I am agog! |
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I am aghast! |
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Is Marius in love at last? |
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I have never heard him 'ooh' and 'aah' |
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You talk of battles to be won |
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But here he comes like |
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Don Ju-anIt's better than an o-per-a! |
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Enjolras:It is time for us all |
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To decide who we are... |
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Do we fight for the right |
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To a night at the opera now? |
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Have you asked of yourselves |
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What's the price you might pay? |
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Is it simply a game |
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For rich young boys to play? |
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The color of the world |
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Is changing |
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Day by day... |
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Red - the blood of angry men! |
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Black - the dark of ages past! |
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Red - a world about to dawn! |
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Black - the night that ends at last! |
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Marius:Had you been there tonight |
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You might know how it feels |
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To be struck to the bone |
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In a moment of breathless delight! |
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Had you been there tonight |
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You might also have known |
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How the world may be changed |
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In just one burst of light! |
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And what was right |
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Seems wrong |
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And what was wrong |
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Seems right... |
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Grantaire: |
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Red...Marius: |
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I feel my soul on fire! |
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Grantaire: |
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Black...Marius: |
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My world if she's not there... |
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Chorus:Red... |
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MariusThe color of desire! |
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Chorus:Black... |
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Marius:The color of despair! |
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EnjolrasMarius, you're no longer a child |
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I do not doubt you mean it well |
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But now there is a higher call |
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Who cares about your lonely soul |
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We strive toward a larger goal |
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Our little lives don't count at all! |
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Enjolras and |
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Chorus:Red - the blood of angry men! |
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Black - the dark of ages past! |
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Red - a world about to dawn! |
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Black - the night that ends at last! |