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?
Could it be your death means nothing at all?
Will your life be one more lie?
All:Drink with me to days gone by
To the life that used to be
At the shrine of friendship, never say die
Let the wine of friendship never run dry
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?