Medley van Les Miserables
AT THE END OF THE DAY.
At the end of the day you're another day older,
and that's all you can say for the life of the poor.
It's a strugle, it's a war.
And there's nothing that anyone's giving, one more day standing about, what is it for?
One day less to be living,
At the end of the day, you're another day colder, and the shirt doesn't keep out the chill.
And the righteous hurry past, they don't hear the little ones crying, and the winter is coming on fast, ready to kill.
One day nearer to dying.
At the end of the day there's another day dawning, and the sun in the morning is waiting to rise.
Like the waves crash on the sand, like a storm that'll break any second.
There's a hunger in the land, it's us who'll have to pay ... at the end of the day.
I DREAMED A DREAM.
There was a time when men were kind, when their voices were soft and their words inviting.
There was a time when love was blind and the world was a song and the song was exciting.
There was a time. Then it all went wrong.
I dreamed a dream in time gone by,
when hope was high and life worth living.
I dreamed that love would never die, I dreamed that God would be forgiving.
But the tigers come at night,
with their voices soft as thunder.
As they tear your hope apart, as they turn your dream to shame.
He slept a summer by my side.
He filled my days with endless wonder.
He took my childhood in his stride.
But he was gone when autumn came.
And still I dreamed he'd come to me,
that we would live the years together.
But there are dreams that cannot be,
and there are storms we cannot weather.
I had a dream my life would be.
So different from this hell I'm living,
So different now from what it seemed.
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
CASTLE ON A CLOUD.
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 to 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's cries.
Crying at all is not allowed.
Not in my castle on a cloud.
DO YOU HEAR THE PEOPLE SING?
Do you hear the people sing, singing the song of angry men.
It is the music of a people who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart echoes the beating of the drums, there is a life about to start when tomorrow comes.
Will you join in our crusade.
Who will be strong and stand by me.
Beyond the barricade is there a world you long to see.
Then join in the fight that will give you the right to be free.
Do you hear the people sing, singing the song of angry men.
It is the music of a people who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart echoes the beating of the drums, there is a life about to start when tomorrow comes.
ON MY OWN.
On my own pretending he´s beside me.
All alone I walk with him till morning.
Whithout him I feel his arms around me.
And when I lose my way I close my eyes and he has found me.
In the rain the pavement shines like silver.
All the lights are misty in the river.
In the darkness the trees are full of starlight.
And all I see is him and me forever and forever.
And I know it´s only in my mind, that I´m talking to myself and not to him.
And although I know that he is blind, still I say there´s a way for us.
I love him but every day I´m learning.
All my life I´ve only been pretending.
Without me his world will go on turning.
The world is full of happiness that I have never known.
I love him... I love him...
I love him but only on my own...
BRING HIM HOME.
God on high hear my prayer.
In my need you have always been there.
You can take, you can give.
Let him be, let him live.
If I die, let me die, let him live.
Bring him home,
Bring him home, bring him home...
FINALE.
Now you ar here again beside me now i can die in peace for now my life is blesed
You wil live papa youre goning to live its to soon to ever say goodby
Yes cosete forbid me now to die ill obay i wil try.
On this page I write my last lines.
Read it well when I at last am sleeping.
It´s story of those who always loved you.
Your mother gave her life for you, then gave you to my keeping.
Come with me where chains will never bind you.
All your grief at last at last behind you.
Lord in heaven look down on him in mercy.
Forgive me all my trespasses and take me to your glory.
Take my hand and lead me to salvation.
Take my love, for love is everlasting.
And remember the truth that once was spoken, to love another person is to see the face of God.
Do you hear the people sing.
Lost in the valley of the night.
It is the music of a people who are climbing to the light.
For the wretched of the earth there is a flame that never dies.
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
They will live again in freedom in the garden of the Lord, they will walk behind the ploughshare, they will put away the sword.
The chain will be broken and alle men will have their reward.
Will you join in our crusade.
Who will be strong and stand by me.
Somewhere beyond the barricade is there a world you long to see.
Do you hear the people sing, say do you hear the distant drums.
It is the future that they brings when tomorrow comes.
Will you join in our crusade.
Who will be strong and stand by me.
Somewhere beyond the barricade is there a world you long to see.
Do you hear the people sing, say do you hear the distant drums.
It is the future that they bring when tomorrow comes...
