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音乐剧《悲惨世界Les Miserables》中的歌曲《我曾有梦I Dreamed a Dream》I dreamed a dream in days gone byWhen hope was highAnd life worth livingI dreamed that love would never dieI dreamed that God would be forgivingThen I was young and unafraidAnd dreams were made and used and wastedThere was no ransom to be paidNo song unsungNo wine untastedBut the tigers come at nightWith their voice soft as thunderAs they tear your hope apartAs they turn your dream to shameHe slept a summer by my sideHe filled my days with endless wonderHe took my childhood in his strideBut he was gone when autumn cameAnd still I dream he'll come to meThat we'll live the years togetherBut there are dreams that cannot beAnd there are storms we cannot weatherI had a dream my life would beSo different from this hell I'm livingSo different now from what it seemedNow life has killedThe dream I dreamed.忆花样年华春梦开，我生活多姿向往多彩。
悲惨世界音乐剧台词精选《悲惨世界》也是百老汇著名的音乐剧，是音乐剧史上上演时间仅次于《剧院魅影》和《猫》的旷世佳作。
以下是店铺为你精心整理的悲惨世界音乐剧台词，希望你喜欢。
悲惨世界音乐剧台词1) 富人个个吝啬，女的都是假正经;你们这个世纪很不幸。
2) 内战?这意味着什么?难道还有一种外战吗?人与人之间的战争，不都是兄弟之间的战争吗?战争的性质只取决于它的目的。
无所谓外战，也无所谓内战。
战争只有非正义的与正义的之分。
3) 当时天上全不见星光，惨淡的愁云，层层叠叠，堆在地平线上。
黑色的天宇笼罩着这些死气沉沉的街巷，有如一幅巨大的裹尸布覆盖在这巨大的坟墓上。
4) 经过长期的摸索，科学今日已经知道肥效最高的肥料就是人肥。
如果说我们的黄金是粪尿，反之，我们的粪尿就是黄金。
5) 一个人在生活上或财产上遭了大难还可能不为所动，但有时有一种神秘可怕的打击，打在人的心上，却能使人一蹶不振。
6) 禽兽不过是我们的美德和邪恶的形象化，在我们眼前游荡，犹如我们的灵魂的显形。
7) 人生有两间屋子，一间是暗的，一间是黑的。
8) 夜幕降临，白日西沉。
9) 人心和岩石一样，也可以有被水滴穿的孔。
10) 这是一条古老的规律——妒忌和憎恨在起作用;有才华的人难免招致诽谤，伟人多少要听到狗吠。
关于悲惨世界音乐剧台词1) 当一个人内心黑暗时便会犯罪，有罪的不是犯罪的人，有罪的是制造黑暗的人。
2) 风度是理想的形态，容止则是理想的动态。
3) 重大的错误和粗绳子一样，是由许多细微的部分组成的，分开细看都没有什么，但许多小错误合在一起便会形成大错误。
4) 他那种过分的仁爱是什么?是一种冷静的对人关切的心，他关心众人，正如我们指出过的已经无微不至，有时还关心到其他的生物。
他一生不曾有过奚落人的心。
他对上帝的创造从不苛求，任何人，即使是最善良的人，对待动物，无意中总还保留着一种暴戾之气。
5) 人一旦流浪并显得自由自在，那就完蛋了。
6) 人心是广漠辽阔的天地，人在面对良心，反省自己胸中抱负和日常行动时往往黯然神伤。
精品文档悲惨世界》音乐剧赏析背景介绍不可辨驳，音乐剧《悲惨世界》(Les Miserables)改编自雨果的超级IP著作《悲惨世界》，但也推动书籍《悲惨世界》成为了人们心中不朽的著作，两种艺术形式互相成就。
推动彼此成为不朽的传奇。
音乐剧从20 世纪开始就成为了舞台上闪耀的一颗明星，当然音乐剧《悲惨世界》已经成为了经典中的经典，有一丝后不见来者不可撼动感。
音乐剧《悲惨世界》以法国半个世纪的历史为背景，在历史的长河中用一个社会中极其不起眼的小人物冉.阿让去揭露历史的现状，歌词深刻干练，音乐丰富多样，仔细观赏是一场视觉与听觉的极大享受。
情景简介那是十九世纪的巴黎，贫困潦倒的冉.阿让为了自己妹妹的孩子活下来不被活活饿死，选择了去偷面包，结果被不知人间饥渴的法官判处了19 年的牢狱苦役，出狱之后的冉.阿让依旧的无以生存，陷入多年以前的走投无路的困境，但上帝还没有完全地将这个悲惨的人物忘记，好心的米里哀主教收留了他过夜，但贫穷再次让他犯下了错误，填饱肚子抓住偷走了主教的银器潜逃。
后被警察沙威逮捕，主教声称银器是送给他的。
让冉.阿让免于逮捕，主教的行为再一次触及到了阿让的良知，感化了阿让，化名马德兰，决定开始新的人生，十年的时间造就了阿让，使他成为了成功的商人并成为了马兰德市市长，沙威警察再一次的出现，一心想要找阿让的麻烦。
在此期间阿让得知了妓女芳汀的悲惨经历，并承诺要照顾私生女柯赛特，这一切的一切都被警察沙威看在眼里，一系列的行动让沙威开始陷入了深深的自我怀疑，最后经不住内心的考验选择了用死亡那个来终结犯下的错误。
之后阿让将柯赛特抚养长大，在法国大革命的炮火中救出了柯赛特的心上人，并将看做自己亲生孩子的柯赛特交付给了年轻人，并选择在婚礼上失踪，只是因为内心中逃犯的身份让他在隆重的场合上显得无比怯懦。
歌词赏析作为史诗派的先河，但是音乐剧《悲惨世界》的歌词极其的简洁易懂，不需要任何高深的理解，不不必揣摩深意。
在开始的Starring( in order of appearance )中，开始以厚重的中音啊来拉开篇章啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊天可怜见悲惨世界低头等死俯首认降烈日荼毒此处是人间炼狱十年内老死无望曲子开始工人们愤愤唱着歌，一边不断的劳作控诉这黑暗的现实，工人们一刻也不得闲，只要敢怠慢一分钟，头顶的皮鞭就会落在身上，在劳累和疼痛的折磨下唱出了低鸣声啊，奠定了一种极其悲惨的氛围，描绘了当时的社会背景，正如歌词中演唱的人间炼狱，等死无望。
《悲惨世界》音乐剧赏析背景介绍不可辨驳，音乐剧《悲惨世界》（Les Miserables）改编自雨果的超级IP着作《悲惨世界》，但也推动书籍《悲惨世界》成为了人们心中不朽的着作，两种艺术形式互相成就。
推动彼此成为不朽的传奇。
音乐剧从20世纪开始就成为了舞台上闪耀的一颗明星，当然音乐剧《悲惨世界》已经成为了经典中的经典，有一丝后不见来者不可撼动感。
音乐剧《悲惨世界》以法国半个世纪的历史为背景，在历史的长河中用一个社会中极其不起眼的小人物冉.阿让去揭露历史的现状，歌词深刻干练，音乐丰富多样，仔细观赏是一场视觉与听觉的极大享受。
情景简介那是十九世纪的巴黎，贫困潦倒的冉.阿让为了自己妹妹的孩子活下来不被活活饿死，选择了去偷面包，结果被不知人间饥渴的法官判处了19年的牢狱苦役，出狱之后的冉.阿让依旧的无以生存，陷入多年以前的走投无路的困境，但上帝还没有完全地将这个悲惨的人物忘记，好心的米里哀主教收留了他过夜，但贫穷再次让他犯下了错误，填饱肚子抓住偷走了主教的银器潜逃。
后被警察沙威逮捕，主教声称银器是送给他的。
让冉.阿让免于逮捕，主教的行为再一次触及到了阿让的良知，感化了阿让，化名马德兰，决定开始新的人生，十年的时间造就了阿让，使他成为了成功的商人并成为了马兰德市市长，沙威警察再一次的出现，一心想要找阿让的麻烦。
在此期间阿让得知了妓女芳汀的悲惨经历，并承诺要照顾私生女柯赛特，这一切的一切都被警察沙威看在眼里，一系列的行动让沙威开始陷入了深深的自我怀疑，最后经不住内心的考验选择了用死亡那个来终结犯下的错误。
之后阿让将柯赛特抚养长大，在法国大革命的炮火中救出了柯赛特的心上人，并将看做自己亲生孩子的柯赛特交付给了年轻人，并选择在婚礼上失踪，只是因为内心中逃犯的身份让他在隆重的场合上显得无比怯懦。
歌词赏析作为史诗派的先河，但是音乐剧《悲惨世界》的歌词极其的简洁易懂，不需要任何高深的理解，不不必揣摩深意。
在开始的Starring（in order of appearance）中，开始以厚重的中音啊来拉开篇章啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊天可怜见悲惨世界低头等死俯首认降烈日荼毒此处是人间炼狱十年内老死无望曲子开始工人们愤愤唱着歌，一边不断的劳作控诉这黑暗的现实，工人们一刻也不得闲，只要敢怠慢一分钟，头顶的皮鞭就会落在身上，在劳累和疼痛的折磨下唱出了低鸣声啊，奠定了一种极其悲惨的氛围，描绘了当时的社会背景，正如歌词中演唱的人间炼狱，等死无望。
西方现代音乐剧——悲惨世界教学设计一、教材分析本课选自人教版《音乐与戏剧表演》第四单元音乐剧，戏剧是一门综合艺术，与音乐有着密切的关系。
音乐与戏剧表演有利于培养学生的兴趣爱好，拓宽艺术视野、提高审美能力。
在教学中，应将音乐与戏剧表演相结合，重视表演及创编等实践活动，发展学生的表演才能及创造才能。
这节课在教学上按新课标的要求本着“以音乐审美为核心，培养兴趣爱好；重视音乐实践，增强创造意识”的理念，围绕着音乐剧《悲惨世界》开展音乐活动，通过学生主动的探究学习、突出学生的主体性，在实践中发展学生的表演才能和创造才能，从而提高学生的审美能力和鉴赏水平。
二、学情分析1、知识方面上个单元我们学习了歌剧，同学们已经对这种将音乐与戏剧、文学，舞蹈和美术为一体的综合性艺术有了一定的了解，为接下来学习音乐剧这块知识奠定了基础。
2．能力方面我校高中学生对知识接受能力较好，有较强的迁移能力，具备了知识拓展提高的能力。
3. 情感方面本班学生具有积极的学习态度，强烈的探究欲望，能主动参与课堂活动并共同探究获得新知。
三、教学目标1、欣赏音乐剧《悲惨世界》，在感受体验音乐剧带给我们的震撼力同时，了解音乐塑造的各种人物形象。
2、通过演唱，教师介绍，引导，增强对音乐剧中音乐塑造的人物形象的分析力、判断力及表现能力。
3、了解音乐要素在营造音乐气氛时的主要表现形式。
四、教学重点及难点根据对音乐的直接感受，理解音乐时如何来塑造人物形象，音乐要素是怎样烘托音乐氛围的。
五、相关知识1、四大音乐剧2、音程及调性3、演唱的方式及产生的效果六、教学过程（一）、文学导入，翻开《悲惨世界》的序由法国作家同名小说《悲惨世界》进行导入，了解小说人物、背景，故事情节。
设计意图：了解学生对于这部作品的熟知程度，为学生进一步感受音乐剧《悲惨世界》打下基础。
（二）、音乐渗透，读懂《悲惨世界》的魂1、序曲《苦囚之歌》欣赏0 3 | 6 · 3 | 6 · 3 | 6 7 1 7 | 6 0 3 | 6 · 3 | 6 · 3 | 5 3 3 2 | 3 0|思考问题：（1）、旋律的主干音？行进特点？营造出怎样氛围？（2）、从这段演唱中，你能感受到人物怎样的内心世界。
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Prologue - Work SongLook down, look downDon't look 'em in the eyeLook down, look down,You're here until you dieThe sun is strongIt's hot as hell belowLook down, look down,There's twenty years to goI've done no wrong!Sweet Jesus, hear my prayer!Look down, look down,Sweet Jesus doesn't careI know she'll wait,I know that she'll be true!Look down, look down,They've all forgotten youWhen I get free ya won't see meHere for dust!Look down, look downDon't look 'em in the eyeHow long, oh LordBefore you let me die?Look down, look down,You'll always be a slaveLook down, look down,You're standing in your graveNow bring me prisoner 24601Your time is upAnd your parole's begunYou know what that means.Yes, it means I'm free.No!It means you getYour yellow ticket-of-leaveYou are a thiefI stole a loaf of bread.You robbed a house.I broke a window pane.My sister's child was close to deathAnd we were starving.You will starve againUnless you learn the meaning of the law.I know the meaning of those 19 yearsA slave of the lawFive years for what you didThe rest because you tried to runYes, 24601.My name is Jean ValjeanAnd I am JavertDo not forget my name!Do not forget me,24601.Look down, look downYou'll always be a slaveLook down, look downYou're standing in your grave.02.On Parole & The BishopValjean:Freedom is mine. The earth is still.I feel the wind. I breathe again.And the sky clearsThe world is waking.Drink from the pool. How clean the taste. Never forget the years, the waste.Nor forgive themFor what they've done.They are the guilty - everyone.The day begins...And now lets seeWhat this new worldWill do for me![He finds work on a farm.]Farmer:You'll have to goI'll pay you off for the dayCollect your bits and pieces thereAnd be on your way.Valjean:You have given me halfWhat the other men get!This handful of tinWouldn't buy my sweat!Laborer:You broke the lawIt's there for people to seeWhy should you get the sameAs honest men like me?Valjean:Now every door is closed to me Another jail. Another key. Another chain For when I come to any townThey check my papersAnd they find the mark of CainIn their eyes I see their fearWe do not want you here.'He comes to an inn.Innkeeper's Wife:My rooms are fullAnd I've no supper to spareI'd like to help a strangerAll we want is to be fairValjean:I will pay in advanceI can sleep in a barnYou see how dark it isI'm not some kind of dog!Innkeeper:You leave my houseOr feel the weight of my rodWe're law-abiding people hereThanks be to God.They throw him out of the inn.Valjean:And now I know how freedom feelsThe jailer always at your heelsIt is the law!This piece of paper in my handThat makes me cursed throughout the landIt is the law!Like a curI walk the street,The dirt beneath their feet.[He sits down despairingly outside a house from which emerges the Bishop of Digne.]Bishop:Come in, Sir, for you are weary,And the night is cold out there.Though our lives are very humbleWhat we have, we have to share.There is wine here to revive you.There is bread to make you strong,There's a bed to rest till morning,Rest from pain, and rest from wrong.Valjean:He let me eat my fillI had the lion's shareThe silver in my handCost twice what I had earnedIn all those nineteen years -That lifetime of despairAnd yet he trusted me.The old fool trusted me -He'd done his bit of goodI played the grateful serfAnd thanked him like I shouldBut when the house was still,I got up in the night.Took the silverTook my flight![Valjean Arrested, Valjean Forgiven]1. Tell his reverence your story2. Let us see if he's impressed1. You were lodging here last night2. You were the honest Bishop's guest.And then, out of Christian goodnessWhen he learned about your plight1. You maintain he made a present of this silver.Bishop:That is right.But my friend you left so earlySurely something slipped your mind[The bishop gives Valjean two silver candlesticks.]You forgot I gave these alsoWould you leave the best behind?So, Messieurs, you may release himFor this man has spoken trueI commend you for your dutyAnd God's blessing go with you.[Constables leave. The bishop addresses Valjean.]But remember this, my brotherSee in this some higher planYou must use this precious silverTo become an honest manBy the witness of the martyrsBy the Passion and the BloodGod has raised you out of darknessI have bought your soul for God!回复•3楼•2006-10-26 06:55•举报 |•••九命青猫•苦为囚犯103.What Have I Done? (Valjean's Soliloquy)Valjean:What have I done?Sweet Jesus, what have I done?Become a thief in the night,Become a dog on the runAnd have I fallen so far,And is the hour so lateThat nothing remains but the cry of my hate,The cries in the dark that nobody hears,Here where I stand at the turning of the years?If there's another way to goI missed it twenty long years agoMy life was a war that could never be wonThey gave me a number and murdered ValjeanWhen they chained me and left me for deadJust for stealing a mouthful of breadYet why did I allow that manTo touch my soul and teach me love?He treated me like any otherHe gave me his trustHe called me brotherMy life he claims for God aboveCan such things be?For I had come to hate the worldThis world that always hated meTake an eye for an eye!Turn your heart into stone!This is all I have lived for!This is all I have known!One word from him and I'd be backBeneath the lash, upon the rackInstead he offers me my freedomI feel my shame inside me like a knifeHe told me that I have a soul,How does he know?What spirit comes to move my life?Is there another way to go?I am reaching, but I fallAnd the night is closing inAnd I stare into the voidTo the whirlpool of my sinI'll escape now from the worldFrom the world of Jean ValjeanJean Valjean is nothing nowAnother story must begin![He tears up his yellow ticket-of-leave.]回复•4楼•2006-10-26 06:57•举报 |•••九命青猫•苦为囚犯104.At The End of The Day[1823, Montreuil-sur-Mer. Outside the factory owned by the Mayor, Monsieur Madeleine (Jean Valjean in disguise).]The Poor:At the end of the day you're another day olderAnd that's all you can say for the life of the poorIt's a struggle, it's a warAnd there's nothing that anyone's givingOne more day standing about, what is it for?One day less to be living.At the end of the day you're another day colderAnd the shirt on your back doesn't keep out the chillAnd the righteous hurry pastThey don't hear the little ones cryingAnd the winter is coming on fast, ready to killOne day nearer to dying!At the end of the day there's another day dawningAnd the sun in the morning is waiting to riseLike the waves crash on the sandLike a storm that'll break any secondThere's a hunger in the landThere's a reckoning still to be reckoned andThere's gonna be hell to payAt the end of the day![The foreman and workers, including Fantine, emerge from the factory.]Foreman:At the end of the day you get nothing for nothingSitting flat on your butt doesn't buy any breadWorker 1:Here are children back at homeWorkers 1&2:And the children have got to be fedWorker 2:And you're lucky to be in a jobWoman:And in a bed!Workers:And we're counting our blessings!Woman 2:Have you seen how the foreman is fuming today?With his terrible breath and his wandering hands?Woman 3:It's because little Fantine won't give him his wayWoman 1:Take a look at his trousers, you'll see where he stands!Woman 4:And the boss, he never knowsThat the foreman is always in heatWoman 3:If Fantine doesn't look out, watch how she goesShe'll be out on the street!Workers:At the end of the day it's another day overWith enough in your pocket to last for a weekPay the landlord, pay the shopKeep on grafting as long as you're ableKeep on grafting till you dropOr it's back to the crumbs off the tableYou've got to pay your wayAt the end of the day!Girl: (Grabbing a letter from Fantine)And what have we here, little innocent sister?Come on Fantine, let's have all the news![Reading the letter.]Ooh... "dear Fantine you must send us more money...Your child needs a doctor...There's no time to lose..."Fantine:Give that letter to meIt is none of your businessWith a husband at homeAnd a bit on the side!Is there anyone hereWho can swear before GodShe has nothing to fear?She has nothing to hide?[They fight over the letter. Valjean (M. Madeleine) rushes on to break up the squabble.]Valjean:What is this fighting all about?Will someone tear these two apart?This is a factory, not a circus!Now come on ladies, settle downI run a business of reputeI am the Mayor of this town(To the foreman)I look to you to sort this outAnd be as patient as you can-He goes back into the factory.Foreman:Now someone say how this began!Girl:At the end of the dayShe's the one who began itThere's a kid that she's hidingIn some little townThere's a man she has to payYou can guess how she picks up the extra You can bet she's earning her keep Sleeping aroundAnd the boss wouldn't like it!Fantine:Yes it's true there's a childAnd the child is my daughterAnd her father abandoned us,Leaving us flatNow she lives with an innkeeper manAnd his wifeAnd I pay for the childWhat's the matter with that?Women:At the end of the dayShe'll be nothing but troubleAnd there's trouble for allWhen there's trouble for one!While we're earning our daily breadShe's the one with her hands in the butter You must send the slut awayOr we're all gonna end in the gutterAnd it's us who'll have to payAt the end of the day!Foreman:I might have known the bitch could biteI might have known the cat had clawsI might have guessed your little secretAh, yes, the virtuous FantineWho keeps herself so pure and cleanYou'd be the cause I had no doubtOf any trouble hereaboutYou play a virgin in the lightBut need no urgin' in the night.Girl:She's been laughing at youWhile she's having her menWomen:She'll be nothing but trouble again and againWoman:You must sack her todayWorkers:Sack the girl today!Foreman:Right my girl. On your way!05.I Dreamed a Dream[Fantine is left alone, unemployed and destitute.]Fantine:There was a time when men were kindWhen their voices were softAnd their words invitingThere was a time when love was blindAnd the world was a songAnd the song was excitingThere was a timeThen it all went wrongI dreamed a dream in time gone byWhen hope was highAnd life worth livingI dreamed that love would never dieI dreamed that God would be forgivingThen I was young and unafraidAnd dreams were made and used and wasted There was no ransom to be paidNo song unsung, no wine untastedBut the tigers come at nightWith their voices soft as thunderAs they tear your hope apartAs they turn your dream to shameHe slept a summer by my sideHe filled my days with endless wonderHe took my childhood in his strideBut he was gone when autumn cameAnd still I dream he'll come to meThat we will live the years togetherBut there are dreams that cannot beAnd there are storms we cannot weatherI had a dream my life would beSo different from this hell I'm livingSo different now from what it seemedNow life has killed the dream I dreamed.回复•6楼•2006-10-26 07:04•举报 |•••九命青猫•苦为囚犯106.Lovely Ladies[The docks. Sailors, whores and their customers, pimps, etc. Fantine wanders in.]Sailor 1:I smell womenSmell 'em in the airThink I'll drop my anchorIn that harbor over thereSailor 2:Lovely ladiesSmell 'em through the smokeSeven days at seaCan make you hungry for a pokeSailor 3:Even stokers need a little stoke!Women:Lovely ladiesWaiting for a biteWaiting for the customersWho only come at nightLovely ladiesReady for the callStanding up or lying downOr any way at allBargain prices up against the wallOld Woman:Come here, my dearLet's see this trinket you wearThis bagatelle...Fantine:Madame, I'll sell it to you...Old Woman:I'll give you fourFantine:That wouldn't pay for the chain!Old Woman:I'll give you five. You're far too eager to sell. It's up to you.Fantine:It's all I haveOld Woman:That's not my faultPlease make it tenOld Woman:No more than fiveMy dear, we all must stay alive!Women:Lovely ladiesWaiting in the darkReady for a thick oneOr a quick one in the parkWhore 1:Long time short timeAny time, my dearCost a little extra if you want to take all year!All:Quick and cheap is underneath the pier!Crone:What pretty hair!What pretty locks you got thereWhat luck you got. It's worth a centime, my dear I'll take the lotFantine:Don't touch me! Leave me alone!Crone:Let's make a price.I'll give you all of ten francs,Just think of that!Fantine:It pays a debtJust think of thatFantine:What can I do? It pays a debt.Ten francs may save my poor Cosette!Sailor 3:Lovely lady!Fastest on the streetWasn't there three minutesShe was back up on her feetSailor 1:Lovely lady!What yer waiting for?Doesn't take a lot of savvyJust to be a whoreCome on, ladyWhat's a lady for? Fantine re-emerges, her long hair cut short.Pimp:Give me the dirt, who's that bit over there?Whore 1:A bit of skirt. She's the one sold her hair.Whore 2:She's got a kid. Sends her all that she canPimp:I might have knownThere is always some manLovely lady, come along and join us!Lovely lady!Whore 1:Come on dearie, why all the fuss?You're no grander than the rest of usLife has dropped you at the bottom of the heapJoin your sistersWhore 2:Make money in your sleep!Fantine goes off with one of the sailors.Whore 1:That's right dearie, let him have the lotWhore 3:That's right dearie, show him what you've got!Women:Old men, young men, take 'em as they comeHarbor rats and alley cats and every kind of scumPoor men, rich men, leaders of the landSee them with their trousers off they're never quite as grand All it takes is money in your hand!Lovely ladiesGoing for a songGot a lot of callersBut they never stay for longFantine:Come on, Captain,You can wear your shoesDon't it make a changeTo have a girl who can't refuseEasy moneyLying on a bedJust as well they never seeThe hate that's in your headDon't they know they're making loveTo one already dead!07.Fantine's Arrest[Bamatabois is a well dressed gentleman.]BamataboisHere's something new. I think I'll give it a try.Come closer you! I like to see what I buy...The usual price, for just one slice of your pieFantine:I don't want you. No, no, m'sieur, let me go.Bamatabois:Is this a trick? I won't pay more!Fantine:No, not at all.Bamatabois:You've got some nerve, you little whoreYou've got some gall.It's the same with a tart as it is with a grocerThe customer sees what he gets in advanceIt's not for the whore to say `yes sir' or `no sir'It's not for the harlot to pick and to chooseOr lead me to a dance![He hits her with his stick, she claws at his face, drawing blood.]Fantine:I'll kill you, you bastard,Try any of that!Even a whore who has gone to the badWon't be had by a rat!Bamatabois:By Christ you'll pay for what you've doneThis rat will make you bleed, you'll see!I guarantee, I'll make you sufferFor this disturbance of the peaceFor this insult to life and property!Fantine:I beg you, don't report me sirI'll do whatever you may wantBamataboisMake your excuse to the police![Javert enters, accompanied by constables.]Javert:Tell me quickly what's the storyWho saw what and why and whereLet him give a full descriptionLet him answer to Javert!In this nest of whores and vipersLet one speak who saw it allWho laid hands on this good man here? What's the substance of this brawl?Bamatabois:Javert, would you believe itI was crossing from the parkWhen this prostitute attacked meYou can see she left her markJavert:She will answer for her actionsWhen you make a full reportYou may rest assured, M'sieur,That she will answer to the court.Fantine:There's a child who sorely needs me Please M'sieur, she's but that highHoly God, is there no mercy?If I go to jail she'll die!Javert:I have heard such protestationsEvery day for twenty yearsLet's have no more explanationsSave your breath and save your tearsHonest work, just reward,That's the way to please the Lord.[Fantine gives a last despairing cry as she is arrested by the constables. Valjean emerge s from the crowd.]Valjean:A moment of your time, JavertI do believe this woman's taleJavert:But M'sieur Mayor!Valjean:You've done your duty, let her beShe needs a doctor, not a jail.Javert:But M'sieur Mayor!Fantine:Can this be?Valjean:Where will she end -This child without a friend?I've seen your face beforeShow me some way to help youHow have you come to griefIn a place such as this?M'sieur, don't mock me now, I prayIt's hard enough I've lost my pride You let your foreman send me away Yes, you were there, and turned aside I never did no wrongValjean:Is it true, what I have done?Fantine:My daughter's close to dying...Valjean:To an innocent soul?Fantine:If there's a God aboveValjean:Had I only known then...Fantine:He'd let me die insteadValjean:In His name my task has just begun I will see it done!Javert:But M'sieur Mayor!Valjean:I will see it done!Javert:But M'sieur Mayor!I will see it done!Voices:Look out! It's a runaway cart!•••九命青猫•苦为囚犯108.The Runaway Cart[The crowd parts to reveal that the cart has crashed, trapping Monsieur Fauchelevant.]Voices:Look at that!Look at that!It's Monsieur Fauchelevant!Don't approach! Don't go near!At the risk of your life!He is caught by the wheel!Oh, the pitiful man!Stay away, Turn away!There is nothing to do!There is nothing to do!Valjean:Is there anyone hereWho will rescue the man?Who will help me to shoulderThe weight of the cart?Voices:Don't go near him, Mr. MayorThe load is heavy as hellThe old man's a goner for sureIt'll kill you as well.[Valjean attempts to lift the cart... but fails. He tries again. They manage to pull Fauchelev ant clear.]Fauchelevant:M'sieur le Mayor, I have no wordsYou come from God, you are a saint.Javert takes Valjean aside.Javert:Can this be true?I don't believe what I see!A man your ageTo be as strong as you are!A mem'ry stirs...You make me think of a manFrom years agoA man who broke his paroleHe disappearedForgive me, Sir,I would not dare!Valjean:Say what you mustDon't leave it there...Javert:I have only known one otherWho can do what you have doneHe's a convict from the chain gangHe's been ten years on the runBut he couldn't run foreverWe have found his hideawayAnd he's just been re-arrestedAnd he comes to court today.Well, of course he now denies itYou'd expect that of a `con'But he couldn't run forever -No, not even Jean Valjean!Valjean:You say this man denies it allAnd gives no sign of understanding or repentance? You say this man is going to trialAnd that's he's sure to be returnedTo serve his sentence?Come to that, can you be sure,That I am not your man?Javert:I have known the thief for agesTracked him down through thick and thinAnd to make the matter certainThere's the brand upon his skinHe will bend, he will breakThis time there is no mistake.[Javert leaves. Valjean is alone.]•••九命青猫•苦为囚犯109.Who Am I? (The Trial)Valjean:He thinks that man is meHe knew him at a glance!That stranger he has foundThis man could be my chance!Why should I save his hide?Why should I right this wrongWhen I have come so farAnd struggled for so long?If I speak, I am condemned.If I stay silent, I am damned!I am the master of hundreds of workers. They all look to me.How can I abandon them?How would they liveIf I am not free?If I speak, I am condemned.If I stay silent, I am damned!Who am I?Can I condemn this man to slavery Pretend I do not see his agonyThis innocent who bears my faceWho goes to judgement in my place Who am I?Can I conceal myself for evermore? Pretend I'm not the man I was before? And must my name until I dieBe no more than an alibi?Must I lie?How can I ever face my fellow men?How can I ever face myself again?My soul belongs to God, I knowI made that bargain long agoHe gave me hope when hope was goneHe gave me strength to journey onHe appears in front of the courtWho am I? Who am I?I am Jean Valjean![He unbuttons his shirt to reveal the number tattooed to his chest.]And so Javert, you see it's trueThat man bears no more guilt than you!Who am I?24601!e To Me (Fantine's Death)[Fantine is lying in a hospital bed, deliriously dreaming of her daughter Cosette.]Fantine:Cosette, it's turned so coldCosette, it's past your bedtimeYou've played the day awayAnd soon it will be night.Come to me, Cosette, the light is fadingDon't you see the evening star appearing?Come to me, and rest against my shoulderHow fast the minutes fly away and every minute colder.Hurry near, another day is dyingDon't you hear, the winter wind is crying?There's a darkness which comes without a warningBut I will sing you lullabies and wake you in the morning.[Valjean enters.]Valjean:Oh, Fantine, our time is running outBut Fantine, I swear this on my lifeFantine:Look, M'sieur, where all the children playValjean:Be at peace, be at peace evermore.Fantine:My Cosette...Valjean:Shall live in my protectionFantine:Take her nowValjean:Your child will want for nothingFantine:Good M'sieur, you come from God in Heaven.Valjean:And none shall ever harm CosetteAs long as I am living.Fantine:Take my hand. The night grows ever colder.Valjean:Then I will keep you warm.Fantine:Take my child. I give her to your keeping.Valjean:Take shelter from the stormFantine:For God's sake, please stay till I am sleepingAnd tell Cosette I love herAnd I'll see her when I wake...[She dies with a smile. Javert arrives.]•••九命青猫•苦为囚犯111.The confrontationJavert:Valjean, at last,We see each other plainM'sieur le Mayor,'You'll wear a different chain!Valjean:Before you say another word, JavertBefore you chain me up like a slave againListen to me! There is something I must do.This woman leaves behind a suffering child.There is none but me who can intercede,In Mercy's name, three days are all I need.Then I'll return, I pledge my word.Then I'll return...Javert:You must think me mad!I've hunted you across the yearsA man like you can never changeA man such as you.Valjean (in counterpoint):Javert (in counterpoint):Believe of me what you will || Men like me can never changeThere is a duty that I'm sworn to do || Men like you can never changeYou know nothing of my life || No, 24601All I did was steal some bread || My duty's to the law - you have no rightsYou know nothing of the world || Come with me 24601You would sooner see me dead || Now the wheel has turned aroundBut not before I see this justice done || Jean Valjean is nothing nowI am warning you Javert || Dare you talk to me of crimeI'm a stronger man by far || And the price you had to payThere is power in me yet || Every man is born in sinMy race is not yet run || Every man must choose his wayI am warning you Javert || You know nothing of JavertThere is nothing I won't dare || I was born inside a jailIf I have to kill you here || I was born with scum like youI'll do what must be done! || I am from the gutter too![Valjean breaks a chair and threatens Javert with the broken piece. Turns to Fantine.]Valjean (to Fantine):And this I swear to you tonightJavert: (to Valjean):There is no place for you to hideValjean:Your child will live within my careJavert:Wherever you may hide awayValjean:And I will raise her to the light.Valjean & Javert:I swear to you, I will be there![They fight, Javert is knocked out. Valjean escapes.]•••九命青猫•苦为囚犯112.Castle on a Cloud[Young Cosette is working as a drudge in the Théardier's inn at Montfermeil.]Young Cosette:There is a castle on a cloud,I like to go there in my sleep,Aren't any floors for me to sweep,Not in my castle on a cloud.There is a room that's full of toys,There are a hundred boys and girls,Nobody shouts or talks too loud,Not in my castle on a cloud.。
悲惨世界教案第一篇：悲惨世界教案《排演--悲惨世界》教案[ 教学目标 ]1、通过观看音乐剧和探究性学习，让学生了解构成音乐剧的主要元素、音乐剧的起源与发展及艺术特征。
2、通过排演音乐剧《悲惨世界》片段，使学生得到情感体验的同时，发展其表演才能和创造才能。
[ 教学重、难点 ] 学唱《苦囚之歌》，准确塑造人物形象。
[ 教学过程 ]一、导入:1、播放音乐剧《猫》的片断《回忆》问：同学们对这首歌曲熟悉吗？生答（略）问：我们刚才看到的这一幕表演，是属于哪种艺术形式？（师提醒，艺术形式有歌剧、舞剧、音乐剧等等）生答（略）问：你知道音乐剧有哪些元素构成吗？（可提醒学生从刚才聆听过的《猫》画面中去寻找答案，音乐、舞蹈、戏剧）二、新课教学1、音乐剧的概念（课件出示音乐剧简介）2、今天，老师想带同学们一起去聆听感受一部著名的音乐剧《悲惨世界》。
（故事简介，主角冉啊让简介，冉啊让在坐了19年牢出狱后他想诉说些什么呢？一起来感受一下他的遭遇。
播放视频）3、问：看完这幕之后，你有何感受？生答：（略）4、接下来，让我们结合自己的内心感受去演绎刚才这一幕。
5、（学唱歌曲《苦囚之歌》）首先，我们共同来熟悉一下刚才片断中出现的这首歌曲《苦囚之歌》6、初排：选定总导演、分配人物角色。
（播放背景音乐，10分钟）7、彩排（请同学们自己讨论在彩排过程中出现哪一些不足的地方，老师小结）8、演出2、课堂总结（在音乐《听吧，人民在歌唱》中结束课堂）人生如戏，戏如人生，本节课通过排演《苦囚之歌》，我们切分体会了主人公冉啊让的悲惨遭遇，同时也感受到了冉.阿伸张正义、不屈不挠的精神。
这就是音乐剧的魅力。
希望同学们在课余时间能完整地聆听和观看音乐剧《悲惨世界》。
下面，全体起立，让我们在《悲惨世界》的最后一首歌曲《听吧，人民在歌唱》中结束本节音乐剧《悲惨世界》之旅吧。
（歌曲由教师演唱）第二篇：悲惨世界《悲惨世界》读后感刚刚读完了《悲惨世界》这部小说，我合上书，文章描绘的悲惨世界依稀浮现在我眼前，而在黑暗的世界中，文中的爱与善，却照亮了整本书，也把流浪在黑暗中的我领入了一个光明的境界。
L e s M i s e r a b l e s音乐剧《悲惨世界》歌词Les MiserablesAct IPrologue - Work SongValjean Arrested, Valjean Forgiven What Have I Done? (Valjean's Soliloquy) At The End of the DayI Dreamed a DreamLovely LadiesFantine's ArrestThe Runaway CartWho Am I? (The Trial)Come To Me (Fantine's Death)The ConfrontationCastle on a CloudMaster of the HouseThe BargainThe Thénardier Waltz of TreacheryLook DownThe RobberyJavert's Intervention (Another Brawl) StarsEponine's ErrandThe ABC Cafe - Red and BlackDo You Hear the People Sing?Rue Plumet - In My LifeA Heart Full of LoveThe Attack on Rue PlumetOne Day More!Act IIAt the Barricade (Upon these Stones) On My OwnBuilding the BarricadeJavert's ArrivalLittle PeopleA Little Fall of Rain (Eponine's Death) Night of AnguishFirst AttackDrink With MeBring Him HomeDawn of AnguishThe Second AttackDeath of GavrocheThe Final BattleDog Eats DogThe SewersJavert's SuicideTurningEmpty Chairs at Empty TablesEvery Day (Marius and Cosette) Valjean's ConfessionThe Wedding ChoraleBeggars at the FeastEpilogueFinalePrologue - Work Song1815, Toulon, France. The chain gang, overseen by brutal warders, works in the sun.Chorus (Prisoners):Look down, look downDon't look 'em in the eyeLook down, look down,You're here until you die1st Convict:The sun is strongIt's hot as hell belowChorus:Look down, look down,There's twenty years to go2nd Convict:I've done no wrong!Sweet Jesus, hear my prayer!Chorus:Look down, look down,Sweet Jesus doesn't care3rd Convict:I know she'll wait,I know that she'll be true!Chorus:Look down, look down,They've all forgotten you4th Convict:When I get free ya won't see meHere for dust!Chorus:Look down, look downDon't look 'em in the eye5th Convict:How long, oh LordBefore you let me die?Chorus:Look down, look down,You'll always be a slaveLook down, look down,You're standing in your graveJavert:Now bring me prisoner 24601Your time is upAnd your parole's begunYou know what that means.Valjean:Yes, it means I'm free.Javert:No!It means you getYour yellow ticket-of-leaveYou are a thiefValjean:I stole a loaf of bread.Javert:You robbed a house. Valjean:I broke a window pane.My sister's child was close to deathAnd we were starving.Javert:You will starve againUnless you learn the meaning of the law. Valjean:I know the meaning of those 19 yearsA slave of the lawJavert:Five years for what you didThe rest because you tried to runYes, 24601.Valjean:My name is Jean ValjeanJavert:And I am JavertDo not forget my name!Do not forget me,24601.Chorus:Look down, look downYou'll always be a slaveLook down, look downYou're standing in your grave. Valjean:Freedom is mine. The earth is still.I feel the wind. I breathe again.And the sky clearsThe world is waking.Drink from the pool. How clean the taste.Never forget the years, the waste.Nor forgive themFor what they've done.They are the guilty - everyone.The day begins...And now lets seeWhat this new worldWill do for me!He finds work on a farm.Farmer:You'll have to goI'll pay you off for the dayCollect your bits and pieces thereAnd be on your way.Valjean:You have given me halfWhat the other men get!This handful of tinWouldn't buy my sweat!Laborer:You broke the lawIt's there for people to seeWhy should you get the sameAs honest men like me?Valjean:Now every door is closed to meAnother jail. Another key. Another chainFor when I come to any townThey check my papersAnd they find the mark of CainIn their eyes I see their fear`We do not want you here.'He comes to an inn.Innkeeper's Wife:My rooms are fullAnd I've no supper to spareI'd like to help a strangerAll we want is to be fairValjean:I will pay in advanceI can sleep in a barnYou see how dark it isI'm not some kind of dog!Innkeeper:You leave my houseOr feel the weight of my rodWe're law-abiding people hereThanks be to God.They throw him out of the inn.Valjean:And now I know how freedom feelsThe jailer always at your heelsIt is the law!This piece of paper in my handThat makes me cursed throughout the land It is the law!Like a curI walk the street,The dirt beneath their feet.He sits down despairingly outside a house from which emerges the Bishop of Digne. Bishop:Come in, Sir, for you are weary,And the night is cold out there.Though our lives are very humbleWhat we have, we have to share.There is wine here to revive you.There is bread to make you strong,There's a bed to rest till morning,Rest from pain, and rest from wrong. Valjean:He let me eat my fillI had the lion's shareThe silver in my handCost twice what I had earnedIn all those nineteen years -That lifetime of despairAnd yet he trusted me.The old fool trusted me -He'd done his bit of goodI played the grateful serfAnd thanked him like I shouldBut when the house was still,I got up in the night.Took the silverTook my flight!Taking the silver cup, he runs off, but is brought back by two constables.Valjean Arrested, Valjean ForgivenConstables1. Tell his reverence your story2. Let us see if he's impressed1. You were lodging here last night2. You were the honest Bishop's guest.And then, out of Christian goodnessWhen he learned about your plight1. You maintain he made a present of thissilver.Bishop:That is right.But my friend you left so earlySurely something slipped your mindThe bishop gives Valjean two silver candlesticks.You forgot I gave these alsoWould you leave the best behind?So, Messieurs, you may release himFor this man has spoken trueI commend you for your dutyAnd God's blessing go with you.Constables leave. The bishop addresses Valjean.But remember this, my brotherSee in this some higher planYou must use this precious silverTo become an honest manBy the witness of the martyrsBy the Passion and the BloodGod has raised you out of darknessI have bought your soul for God!What Have I Done? (Valjean's Soliloquy)Valjean:What have I done?Sweet Jesus, what have I done?Become a thief in the night,Become a dog on the runAnd have I fallen so far,And is the hour so lateThat nothing remains but the cry of my hate,The cries in the dark that nobody hears,Here where I stand at the turning of the years?If there's another way to goI missed it twenty long years agoMy life was a war that could never be wonThey gave me a number and murdered ValjeanWhen they chained me and left me for deadJust for stealing a mouthful of breadYet why did I allow that manTo touch my soul and teach me love?He treated me like any otherHe gave me his trustHe called me brotherMy life he claims for God aboveCan such things be?For I had come to hate the worldThis world that always hated meTake an eye for an eye!Turn your heart into stone!This is all I have lived for!This is all I have known!One word from him and I'd be backBeneath the lash, upon the rackInstead he offers me my freedomI feel my shame inside me like a knifeHe told me that I have a soul,How does he know?What spirit comes to move my life?Is there another way to go?I am reaching, but I fallAnd the night is closing inAnd I stare into the voidTo the whirlpool of my sinI'll escape now from the worldFrom the world of Jean ValjeanJean Valjean is nothing nowAnother story must begin!He tears up his yellow ticket-of-leave.At The End of The Day1823, Montreuil-sur-Mer. Outside the factory owned by the Mayor, Monsieur Madeleine (Jean Valjean in disguise).The Poor:At the end of the day you're another day olderAnd that's all you can say for the life of the poorIt's a struggle, it's a warAnd there's nothing that anyone's givingOne more day standing about, what is it for?One day less to be living.At the end of the day you're another day colderAnd the shirt on your back doesn't keep outthe chillAnd the righteous hurry pastThey don't hear the little ones cryingAnd the winter is coming on fast, ready to killOne day nearer to dying!At the end of the day there's another day dawningAnd the sun in the morning is waiting to riseLike the waves crash on the sandLike a storm that'll break any secondThere's a hunger in the landThere's a reckoning still to be reckoned andThere's gonna be hell to payAt the end of the day!The foreman and workers, including Fantine, emerge from the factory.Foreman:At the end of the day you get nothing for nothingSitting flat on your butt doesn't buy any breadWorker 1:Here are children back at homeWorkers 1&2:And the children have got to be fedWorker 2:And you're lucky to be in a jobWoman:And in a bed!Workers:And we're counting our blessings!Woman 2:Have you seen how the foreman is fuming today?With his terrible breath and his wandering hands?Woman 3:It's because little Fantine won't give him his wayWoman 1:Take a look at his trousers, you'll see where he stands!Woman 4:And the boss, he never knowsThat the foreman is always in heatWoman 3:If Fantine doesn't look out, watch how she goesShe'll be out on the street!Workers:At the end of the day it's another day overWith enough in your pocket to last for a week Pay the landlord, pay the shopKeep on grafting as long as you're ableKeep on grafting till you dropOr it's back to the crumbs off the tableYou've got to pay your wayAt the end of the day!Girl: (Grabbing a letter from Fantine)And what have we here, little innocent sister?Come on Fantine, let's have all the news! Reading the letter.Ooh... "dear Fantine you must send us moremoney...Your child needs a doctor...There's no time to lose..."Fantine:Give that letter to meIt is none of your businessWith a husband at homeAnd a bit on the side!Is there anyone hereWho can swear before GodShe has nothing to fear?She has nothing to hide?They fight over the letter. Valjean (M. Madeleine) rushes on to break up the squabble.Valjean:Will someone tear these two apart?What is this fighting all about?This is a factory, not a circus!Now come on ladies, settle downI run a business of reputeI am the Mayor of this town(To the foreman)I look to you to sort this outAnd be as patient as you can-He goes back into the factory.Foreman:Now someone say how this began!Girl:At the end of the dayShe's the one who began itThere's a kid that she's hidingIn some little townThere's a man she has to payYou can guess how she picks up the extraYou can bet she's earning her keepSleeping aroundAnd the boss wouldn't like it!Fantine:Yes it's true there's a childAnd the child is my daughterAnd her father abandoned us,Leaving us flatNow she lives with an innkeeper manAnd his wifeAnd I pay for the childWhat's the matter with that?Women:At the end of the dayShe'll be nothing but troubleAnd there's trouble for allWhen there's trouble for one!While we're earning our daily breadShe's the one with her hands in the butterYou must send the slut awayOr we're all gonna end in the gutterAnd it's us who'll have to payAt the end of the day!Foreman:I might have known the bitch could biteI might have known the cat had clawsI might have guessed your little secretAh, yes, the virtuous FantineWho keeps herself so pure and cleanYou'd be the cause I had no doubtOf any trouble hereaboutYou play a virgin in the lightBut need no urgin' in the night.Girl:She's been laughing at youWhile she's having her menWomen:She'll be nothing but trouble again and again Woman:You must sack her todayWorkers:Sack the girl today!Foreman:Right my girl. On your way!I Dreamed a DreamFantine is left alone, unemployed and destitute. Fantine:There was a time when men were kindWhen their voices were softAnd their words invitingThere was a time when love was blindAnd the world was a songAnd the song was excitingThere was a timeThen it all went wrongI dreamed a dream in time gone byWhen hope was highAnd life worth livingI dreamed that love would never dieI dreamed that God would be forgivingThen I was young and unafraidAnd dreams were made and used and wasted There was no ransom to be paidNo song unsung, no wine untastedBut the tigers come at nightWith their voices soft as thunderAs they tear your hope apartAnd they turn your dream to shameHe slept a summer by my sideHe filled my days with endless wonderHe took my childhood in his strideBut he was gone when autumn cameAnd still I dream he'll come to meThat we will live the years togetherBut there are dreams that cannot beAnd there are storms we cannot weatherI had a dream my life would beSo different from this hell I'm livingSo different now from what it seemedNow life has killed the dream I dreamed. Lovely LadiesThe docks. Sailors, whores and their customers, pimps, etc. Fantine wanders in.Sailor 1:I smell womenSmell 'em in the airThink I'll drop my anchorIn that harbor over thereSailor 2:Lovely ladiesSmell 'em through the smokeSeven days at seaCan make you hungry for a pokeSailor 3:Even stokers need a little stoke!Women:Lovely ladiesWaiting for a biteWaiting for the customersWho only come at nightLovely ladiesReady for the callStanding up or lying downOr any way at allBargain prices up against the wallOld Woman:Come here, my dearLet's see this trinket you wearThis bagatelle...Fantine:Madame, I'll sell it to you...Old Woman:I'll give you fourFantine:That wouldn't pay for the chain!Old Woman:I'll give you five. You're far too eager to sell.It's up to you.Fantine:It's all I haveOld Woman:That's not my faultFantine:Please make it tenOld Woman:No more than fiveMy dear, we all must stay alive!Women:Lovely ladiesWaiting in the darkReady for a thick oneOr a quick one in the parkWhore 1:Long time short timeAny time, my dearCost a little extra if you want to take all year! All:Quick and cheap is underneath the pier! Crone:What pretty hair!What pretty locks you got thereWhat luck you got. It's worth a centime, my dearI'll take the lotFantine:Don't touch me! Leave me alone!Crone:Let's make a price.I'll give you all of ten francs,Just think of that!Fantine:It pays a debtCrone:Just think of thatFantine:What can I do? It pays a debt.Ten francs may save my poor Cosette!Sailor 3:Lovely lady!Fastest on the streetWasn't there three minutesShe was back up on her feetSailor 1:Lovely lady!What yer waiting for?Doesn't take a lot of savvyJust to be a whoreCome on, ladyWhat's a lady for? Fantine re-emerges, her long hair cut short.Pimp:Give me the dirt, who's that bit over there? Whore 1:A bit of skirt. She's the one sold her hair. Whore 2:She's got a kid. Sends her all that she can Pimp:I might have knownThere is always some manLovely lady, come along and join us!Lovely lady!Whore 1:Come on dearie, why all the fuss?You're no grander than the rest of usLife has dropped you at the bottom of theheapJoin your sistersWhore 2:Make money in your sleep!Fantine goes off with one of the sailors.Whore 1:That's right dearie, let him have the lot Whore 3:That's right dearie, show him what you've got! Women:Old men, young men, take 'em as they comeHarbor rats and alley cats and every kind ofscumPoor men, rich men, leaders of the landSee them with their trousers off they're neverquite as grandAll it takes is money in your hand!Lovely ladiesGoing for a songGot a lot of callersBut they never stay for longFantine:Come on, Captain,You can wear your shoesDon't it make a changeTo have a girl who can't refuseEasy moneyLying on a bedJust as well they never seeThe hate that's in your headDon't they know they're making loveTo one already dead!Fantine's ArrestBamatabois is a well dressed gentleman. BamataboisHere's something new. I think I'll give it a try.Come closer you! I like to see what I buy...The usual price, for just a slice of your pie Fantine:I don't want you. No, no, m'sieur, let me go. Bamatabois:Is this a trick? I won't pay more!Fantine:No, not at al`.Bamatabois:You've got some nerve, you little whoreYou've got some gall.It's the same with a tart as it is with a grocerThe customer sees what he gets in advanceIt's not for the whore to say `yes sir' or `nosir'It's not for the harlot to pick and to chooseOr lead me to a dance!He hits her with his stick, she claws at his face, drawing blood.Fantine:I'll kill you, you bastard,Try any of that!Even a whore who has gone to the badWon't be had by a rat!BamataboisBy Christ you'll pay for what you've doneThis rat will make you bleed, you'll see!I guarantee, I'll make you sufferFor this disturbance of the peaceFor this insult to life and property! Fantine:I beg you, don't report me sirI'll do whatever you may wantBamataboisMake your excuse to the police!Javert enters, accompanied by constables. Javert:Tell me quickly what's the storyWho saw what and why and whereLet him give a full descriptionLet him answer to Javert!In this nest of whores and vipersLet one speak who saw it allWho laid hands on this good man here?What's the substance of this brawl? Bamatabois:Javert, would you believe itI was crossing from the parkWhen this prostitute attacked meYou can see she left her markJavert:She will answer for her actionsWhen you make a full reportYou may rest assured, M'sieur,That she will answer to the court.Fantine:There's a child who sorely needs mePlease M'sieur, she's but that highHoly God, is there no mercy?If I go to jail she'll die!Javert:I have heard such protestationsEvery day for twenty yearsLet's have no more explanationsSave your breath and save your tears`Honest work, just reward,That's the way to please the Lord.Fantine gives a last despairing cry as she is arrested by the constables.Valjean emerges from the crowd.Valjean:A moment of your time, JavertI do believe this woman's taleJavert:But M'sieur Mayor!Valjean:You've done your duty, let her beShe needs a doctor, not a jail.Javert:But M'sieur Mayor!Fantine:Can this be?Valjean:Where will she end -This child without a friend?I've seen your face beforeShow me some way to help youHow have you come to griefIn a place such as this?Fantine:M'sieur, don't mock me now, I prayIt's hard enough I've lost my prideYou let your foreman send me awayYes, you were there, and turned asideI never did no wrongValjean:Is it true, what I have done?Fantine:My daughter's close to dying...Valjean:To an innocent soul?Fantine:If there's a God aboveValjean:Had I only known then...Fantine:He'd let me die insteadValjean:In His name my task has just begunI will see it done!Javert:But M'sieur Mayor!Valjean:I will see it done!Javert:But M'sieur Mayor!Valjean:I will see it done!Voices:Look out! It's a runaway cart!The Runaway CartThe crowd parts to reveal that the cart has crashed, trapping Monsieur Fauchelevant. VoicesLook at that!Look at that!It's Monsieur Fauchelevant!Don't approach! Don't go near!At the risk of your life!He is caught by the wheel!Oh, the pitiful man!Stay away, Turn away!There is nothing to do!There is nothing to do!Valjean:Is there anyone hereWho will rescue the man?Who will help me to shoulderThe weight of the cart?VoicesDon't go near him, Mr. MayorThe load is heavy as hellThe old man's a goner for sureIt'll kill you as well.Valjean attempts to lift the cart... but fails. He tries again. They manage to pull Fauchelevant clear.Fauchelevant:M'sieur le Mayor, I have no wordsYou come from God, you are a saint.Javert takes Valjean aside.Javert:Can this be true?I don't believe what I see!A man your ageTo be as strong as you are!A mem'ry stirs...You make me think of a manFrom years agoA man who broke his paroleHe disappearedForgive me, Sir,I would not dare!Valjean:Say what you mustDon't leave it there...Javert:I have only known one otherWho can do what you have doneHe's a convict from the chain gangHe's been ten years on the runBut he couldn't run foreverWe have found his hideawayAnd he's just been re-arrestedAnd he comes to court today.Well, of course he now denies itYou'd expect that of a `con'But he couldn't run forever -No, not even Jean Valjean!Valjean:You say this man denies it allAnd gives no sign of understanding or repentance?You say this man is going to trialAnd that's he's sure to be returnedTo serve his sentence?Come to that, can you be sure,That I am not your man?Javert:I have known the thief for agesTracked him down through thick and thinAnd to make the matter certainThere's the brand upon his skinHe will bend, he will breakThis time there is no mistake.Javert leaves. Valjean is alone.Who Am I? (The Trial)Valjean:He thinks that man is meHe knew him at a glance!That stranger he has foundThis man could be my chance!Why should I save his hide?Why should I right this wrongWhen I have come so farAnd struggled for so long?If I speak, I am condemned.If I stay silent, I am damned!I am the master of hundreds of workers.They all look to me.How can I abandon them?How would they liveIf I am not free?If I speak, I am condemned.If I stay silent, I am damned!Who am I?Can I condemn this man to slaveryPretend I do not feel his agonyThis innocent who bears my faceWho goes to judgement in my placeWho am I?Can I conceal myself for evermore?Pretend I'm not the man I was before?And must my name until I dieBe no more than an alibi?Must I lie?How can I ever face my fellow men?How can I ever face myself again?My soul belongs to God, I knowI made that bargain long agoHe gave me hope when hope was goneHe gave me strength to journey onHe appears in front of the courtWho am I? Who am I?I am Jean Valjean!He unbuttons his shirt to reveal the number tattooed to his chest.And so Javert, you see it's trueThat man bears no more guilt than you!Who am I?24601!Come To Me (Fantine's Death)Fantine is lying in a hospital bed, deliriously dreaming of her daughter Cosette.Fantine:Cosette, it's turned so coldCosette, it's past your bedtimeYou've played the day awayAnd soon it will be night.Come to me, Cosette, the light is fadingDon't you see the evening star appearing?Come to me, and rest against my shoulderHow fast the minutes fly away and every minute colder.Hurry near, another day is dyingDon't you hear, the winter wind is crying?There's a darkness which comes without a warningBut I will sing you lullabies and wake you in the morning.Valjean enters.Valjean:Oh, Fantine, our time is running outBut Fantine, I swear this on my life Fantine:Look, M'sieur, where all the children play Valjean:Be at peace, be at peace evermore. Fantine:My Cosette...Valjean:Shall live in my protectionFantine:Take her nowValjean:Your child will want for nothingFantine:Good M'sieur, you come from God in Heaven. Valjean:And none shall ever harm CosetteAs long as I am living.Fantine:Take my hand. The night grows ever colder. Valjean:Then I will keep you warm.Fantine:Take my child. I give her to your keeping.Valjean:Take shelter from the stormFantine:For God's sake, please stay till I am sleeping And tell Cosette I love herAnd I'll see her when I wake...She dies with a smile. Javert arrives.The ConfrontationJavert:Valjean, at last,We see each other plain`M'sieur le Mayor,'You'll wear a different chain!Valjean:Before you say another word, JavertBefore you chain me up like a slave againListen to me! There is something I must do.This woman leaves behind a suffering child.There is none but me who can intercede,In Mercy's name, three days are all I need.Then I'll return, I pledge my word.Then I'll return...Javert:You must think me mad!I've hunted you across the yearsA man like you can never changeA man such as you.Valjean (in counterpoint):Javert (in counterpoint): Believe of me whatyou will Men like me can never changeThere is a duty that I'm sworn to do Men like you can never changeYou know nothing of my life No, 24601All I did was steal some bread My duty's to the law - you have no rightsYou know nothing of the world Come with me 24601You would sooner see me dead Now the wheel has turned aroundBut not before I see this justice done Jean Valjean is nothing nowI am warning you Javert Dare you talk to me of crimeI'm a stronger man by far And the price you had to payThere is power in me yet Every man is born in sinMy race is not yet run Every man must choose his wayI am warning you Javert You know nothing of JavertThere is nothing I I was born inside awon't dare jailIf I have to kill youhereI was born withscum like youI'll do what must bedone!I am from thegutter too!Valjean breaks a chair and threatens Javert with the broken piece. Turns to Fantine.Valjean (to Fantine):And this I swear to you tonightJavert: (to Valjean):There is no place for you to hideValjean:Your child will live within my careJavert:Wherever you may hide awayValjean:And I will raise her to the light.Valjean & Javert:I swear to you, I will be there!They fight, Javert is knocked out. Valjean escapes. Castle on a CloudYoung Cosette is working as a drudge in the Théardier's inn at Montfermeil.Young CosetteThere is a castle on a cloud,I like to go there in my sleep,Aren't any floors for me to sweep,Not in my castle on a cloud.There is a room that's full of toys,There are a hundred boys and girls,Nobody shouts or talks too loud,Not in my castle on a cloud.There is a lady all in white,Holds me and sings a lullaby,She's nice to see and she's soft to touch,She says "Cosette, I love you very much."I know a place where no one's lost,I know a place where no one cries,Crying at all is not allowed,Not in my castle on a cloud.Oh help! I think I hear them now,and I'm nowhere near finished sweeping andscrubbing and polishing the floor.Oh, it's her! It's Madame!Mme. Théardier:Now look who's here。
