What have I done?
Valjean:
what have I done?
sweet Jesus, what have I done?
become a thief in the night!
become a dog on the run!
and have I fallen so far?
and is the hour so late?
that 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 go
I missed it twenty long years ago
my life was that can never be won
they gave me a number an d murdered Valjean
when they chained me and left me for dead
just for stealing a mouthful of bread
yet when did I allow this man
to touch my soul and teach me love?
he treated me like any other
he gave me trust
he called me Brother
my life he claims for God above
can such things be?
for I have come to hate the world
this world that always hated me!
tak ean 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 back
beneath the last, upon the rack
instead, he offers me my freedom
I feel my shame inside me like a knife
he told me that I have a soul
how does he know?
what spirit comes to move my life?
is there another way to go?
and the night is closing in
and I stare into the void -
to the wirlpool of my sin
I'll escape now from the world
from the world of Jean Valjean
Jean Valjean is nothing now
another story must begin!
