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Lyrics:
Here upon these stones We will build our barricade In the heart of the city We claim as our own Each man to his duty And don't be afraid. Wait! I will need a report On the strength of the foe.
I can find out the truth I know their ways Fought their wars Served my time In the days Of my youth
Now the people will fight And so they might Dogs will back Fleas will bite. They will do what is right
Hey little boy, what's this I see? God Eponine, the things you do
I know this is no place for me Still I would rather be with you.
Get out before the trouble starts Get out, 'Ponine, you might get shot
I got you worried, now I have That shows you like me quite a lot
There is a way that you can help You are the answer to a prayer Please take this letter to Cosette And pray to God that she's still there
Little you know Little you care
I have a letter M'sieur It's addressed to your daughter Cosette It's from a boy at the barricade, Sir In the Rue de Villette.
Give me that letter here, my boy
He said to give it to Cosette
You have my word that my daughter will know What this letter contains.
Tell the young man she will read it tomorrow And here's for your pains Go careful now, stay out of sight There's danger in the streets tonight.
'Dearest Cosette, you have entered my soul And soon you will be gone. Can it be only a day since we met And the world was reborn? If I should fall in the battle to come Let this be my goodbye Now that I know you love me as well It is harder to die. I pray that god will bring me home To be with you. Pray for your Marius, he prays for you
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