悲惨世界音乐剧《One Day More》剧本
悲惨世界英法曲目对照
悲惨世界英法曲目对照《悲惨世界》是一部以法国作家维克多·雨果的同名小说为基础创作的音乐剧，由克劳德-米歇尔·舒伯特（Claude-Michel Schönberg）作曲，阿兰·布尔比尔（Alain Boublil）和让-马克·纳特尔（Jean-Marc Natel）编写歌词，英文词曲翻译由赫伯特·克雷特曼（Herbert Kretzmer）完成。
以下是《悲惨世界》的英法曲目对照：1. "Prologue / On Parole" （序曲/假释）。
2. "Valjean's Soliloquy" （瓦尔让的独白）。
3. "At the End of the Day" （日暮时分）。
4. "I Dreamed a Dream" （我曾有梦）。
5. "Lovely Ladies" （美丽女人）。
6. "Fantine's Arrest" （芳汀被捕）。
7. "The Runaway Cart" （失控的马车）。
8. "Who Am I?" （我是谁？）。
9. "Come to Me" （来到我身边）。
10. "Confrontation" （对峙）。
11. "Castle on a Cloud" （云上的城堡）。
12. "Master of the House" （酒店老板）。
13. "The Thénardiers Waltz of Treachery" （泰纳迪埃的背叛华尔兹）。
14. "Look Down" （低头）。
15. "Stars" （星星）。
音乐电影《悲惨世界》中合唱的艺术表现力分析
音乐电影《悲惨世界》中合唱的艺术表现力分析作者：郭然李琦来源：《现代交际》2013年第08期[摘要]本文从音乐电影《悲惨世界》中的合唱分析入手，分别对合唱的气氛渲染、形象塑造、情感表达等诸多方面功能进行阐述，从而进一步总结出合唱这种艺术表现形式在电影音乐中的特殊表现力和不可替代的意义。
[关键词]《悲惨世界》合唱表现功能[中图分类号]J832 [文献标识码]A [文章编号]1009-5349（2013）08-0091-021861年，流亡海外的法兰西一代文豪维克多·雨果创作了他一生中最伟大的鸿篇巨作——《悲惨世界》。
这部史诗般的经典名著，以其丰富的思想和深刻的内涵，感动着一代又一代读者，也激发了一代又一代作曲家的创作灵感。
2012年，背负着无数音乐爱好者的期待，音乐电影《悲惨世界》终于华丽登上银幕。
影片中的音乐可谓是阐释历史及文学时的一把利器。
若非歌唱，相信很少有人能从这短短两个多小时的时间内体会到原著所带来的强烈情感。
这部电影中最令人震撼的，当属其中的合唱唱段。
影片中几个主要合唱唱段的旋律线条，均透视出浓郁的生活气息和强烈的革命情感，可谓在戏中占有相当的分量。
本文以影片中合唱唱段的分析为依托，进一步阐述合唱在整部电影中所特有的表现功能。
一、营造恢弘气势，渲染戏剧气氛任何故事情节都离不开特定的氛围，通过气氛的渲染，可以更加深化影片的视觉效果，增强画面的艺术感染力。
音乐可谓是渲染气氛的一个十分贴切的元素，合唱正是这一元素众多表现手法中的一个。
合唱在气氛渲染上有其独特的优越性，由于这种多声部艺术形式本身就具有丰富的织体，声部叠置会产生浓重的色彩，加之多样的表现形式，可以更好地将电影气氛渲染得有声有色。
①正因合唱能够营造出如此恢弘的气势，因而常被用于一些史诗性的影片当中。
本片开始，便使用了一首类似劳动号子般沉闷、压抑的男声合唱——“Look down”。
高高在上的狱卒沙威不时地发号施令与海水中奋力拉纤的犯人们的呐喊在风雨中形成了鲜明的对比，营造出一种压抑、冷酷的氛围，在影片开头就为整部电影奠定了一个苦难的基调。
百老汇音乐剧《悲惨世界》中“芳汀”的角色塑造和演唱分析
百老汇音乐剧《悲惨世界》中“芳汀”的角色塑造和演唱分析摘要音乐剧是起源于英国19世纪末的一种歌剧形式。
音乐剧一般主要凭借音乐、戏剧以及舞蹈来描写人物形象、表现人物心理以及展现人物情感和戏剧冲突的。
音乐剧在世界各地尤其是美国纽约的百老汇和英国伦敦西区演出甚密。
音乐剧通过数百年的创新发展，不乏我们耳染目睹的名剧，如安德鲁韦伯的《猫》和《歌剧魅影》，莫扎特的《费加罗婚礼》和《魔笛》，威尔第的《茶花女》，戈齐的《图兰朵》。
我们今天即将论述的是《悲惨世界》改编的音乐剧，作者雨果在《悲惨世界》里充分展现了19世纪法国最底层劳动人民悲惨的生活现状，该剧由克劳德-米歇尔·勋伯格作曲，阿兰·鲍伯利作词，特里沃·纳恩和约翰·卡尔德合作编剧、导演。
1980 年在巴黎体育馆首演，但上演16周后便被迫收场，历史上最成功的戏剧制作人麦金托什被其音乐感动，决定重新制作，并将之前的法语歌词译制成英语，重新修改加工，成为了通行的英语版本。
重新包装后的音乐剧《悲惨世界》于1985年10月在英国伦敦首演，并大获成功。
1987年3月又在美国百老汇公演，至今已在35 个国家、200 多个城市用21 种不同语言，演出过54 个版本。
并获得了多个国际重要奖项，其中包括八项托尼奖和最佳音乐奖。
本文以音乐剧《悲惨世界》重要人物“芳汀”为主要研究对象,对芳汀角色塑造和主要唱段的演唱进行分析，主要内容有：首先引言部分介绍了本文研究的主要内容和意义；其次，第一部分概述了音乐剧《悲惨世界》，分析了其创作的背景，简介了其剧情概要；第二部分分析了音乐剧《悲惨世界》中“芳汀”的角色塑造，分析了“芳汀”的人物性格，介绍了“芳汀”的角色特点；第三部分研究了音乐剧《悲惨世界》“芳汀”的演唱特点，以主要唱段“我曾有梦”为分析对象，探究了其对人物情感的表达和演唱处理。
最后一部分总结了全文。
关键词：《悲惨世界》；“芳汀”；角色塑造；演唱分析AbstractMusical "les miserables" according to the French the Madison Victor Hugo adapted to major novel of the same name, show the bottom of France in the 19th century labor of people's life miserable situation. It with epic music theme, form fit and dreamy stage effect became the most successful adaptation art form to the original novel, embodies the spirit of the original faithfully. It by Alan BaoBoLi lyrics, Claude Michelle Schoenberg, composing, Trevor nun, screenwriter, director and John Calder cooperation. Is the earliest version of the French version of the show in Paris in 1980, gold producer mackintosh moved by its music, decided to make, dubbed the French words into English, and to modify the processing, become the English version of the passage. Premiere in London in 1985 a great success, and then in the Broadway blockbuster launch, has more than 200 cities in 35 countries, in 21 different languages, performed in 54 version. The play contains all over the world more than 50 important international awards. Based on the musical "les miserable" main character "Fanti" as the main research object, analyzes Fanti role shaping and concert, the main contents are:First of all, the introduction part introduced in this paper the main content and meaning; Second, the first part Outlines the musical les miserables, analyses the creation background, introduction to the plot summary; In the second part analyzes the musical les miserables "fantine" characters, analyzes the character of fantine, introduced the "fantine" the role of motherhood, holy characteristic; The third part studies the musical les miserables "fantine" singing, "I dreamed a dream" as analysis object, explores its on the expression of emotion and singing. The last part summarizes the full text.Keywords: Les miserables. "Fantine"; The characters; Singing analysis摘要 (1)Abstract (2)目录 (3)引言 (4)1、音乐剧《悲惨世界》概述 (4)1.1 创作背景 (5)1.2 剧情简介 (5)2、音乐剧《悲惨世界》中“芳汀”的角色塑造 (7)2.1 “芳汀”人物性格塑造 (7)2.2 “芳汀”人物情感表达 (7)2.3 “芳汀”—善良、慈祥的化身 (8)3、音乐剧《悲惨世界》中“芳汀”的演唱分析 (8)3.1 “我曾有梦”的情感表达 (8)3.1.1 语气的把握 (9)3.1.2 音量的控制 (10)3.1.3 音色的运用 (11)3.2 “我曾有梦”的演唱处理 (11)4、总结 (14)参考文献 (15)音乐剧是起源于19世纪末英国的一种戏剧表现形式。
以及音乐剧《悲惨世界》的剧本创作
以及音乐剧《悲惨世界》的剧本创作《悲惨世界》音乐剧剧本创作一、引言音乐剧作为一种综合艺术形式，融合了音乐、舞蹈和戏剧元素，能够通过精彩的表演和动人的音乐，将故事情节生动地呈现给观众。
而《悲惨世界》作为一部备受赞誉的音乐剧，其剧本创作更是关乎整个作品的质量和观赏效果。
本文将探讨《悲惨世界》音乐剧剧本的创作过程和要点。
二、背景介绍《悲惨世界》是法国作家雨果的经典作品，它通过对法国历史的描绘，展现了贫富悬殊、社会不公和人性的复杂性。
音乐剧版的《悲惨世界》由克劳德-米歇尔·舒伯特（Claude-Michel Schönberg）作曲，阿尔托纳·布鲁克斯（Alain Boublil）和让-马克·纳提维尔（Jean-Marc Natel）负责歌词和剧本创作。
三、剧本创作要点1. 故事结构的梳理剧本创作的第一步是对故事结构进行梳理。
《悲惨世界》的故事情节错综复杂，包含多条主线和众多角色。
在创作剧本时，需要将这些情节和角色进行合理的组织和安排，确保剧情的连贯性和紧凑性。
2. 人物形象的塑造人物形象是音乐剧剧本中至关重要的部分。
在《悲惨世界》中，主要人物如让·瓦尔简、贾凡尼、柯塞特等都有着鲜明的个性和复杂的内心世界。
剧本创作需要通过对人物的言谈举止、情感表达和行为动作的描写，使观众对人物形象有更加深入的了解和感受。
3. 歌曲的融入音乐是音乐剧的灵魂，歌曲的融入对于剧本创作至关重要。
在《悲惨世界》中，每首歌曲都承载着角色的情感和剧情的发展，能够更好地展现故事的内涵。
剧本创作需要将歌曲的位置和歌词与剧情相结合，使其既符合音乐的节奏感，又能够推动剧情的发展。
4. 舞台设计的考虑音乐剧的舞台设计也是剧本创作的重要环节。
《悲惨世界》的舞台设计需要能够展现19世纪法国社会的贫穷与富裕、黑暗与光明。
剧本创作需要对舞台场景的描写进行精确而生动的描述，使观众能够通过舞台设计更好地融入故事情节。
《悲惨世界》经典绝美英文独白
吐血整理《悲惨世界》经典绝美英文独白《I Dreamed A Dream》There was a time when men were kind, when their voices were soft, and their wor ds inviting. There was a time when love was blind, and the world was a song, an d the song was exciting! There was a time, then it all want wrong.曾几何时，男人们和颜悦色，他们声音温柔，话语讨人欢喜。
曾几何时，爱情无所禁忌，世界是一首歌，歌声动人心弦！又是何时，一切都已不再。
I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living. I d reamed that love would never die. I dreamed that God would be forgiving. Then I was young and unafraid. And dreams were made and used and wasted. There wa s no ransom to be paid, no song unsung, no wine untasted. But the tigers come a t night with their voices soft as thunder. As they tear your hope apart, as they turn your dream to shame.曾几何时，我流连梦境，心比天高，人生充满希望。
我梦见爱情永不消逝。
我梦见上帝慈爱宽恕。
那时我多么年轻，多么无畏。
随心梦想，从不设防。
Les Miserables 音乐剧《悲惨世界》歌词教学教材
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。
歌剧悲惨世界选段《one day more》知识点
歌剧悲惨世界选段《one day more》知识点
1.作品介绍：《歌剧悲惨世界》是一部法国音乐剧，讲述了19世纪法国各阶层人民的生活和斗争。
《One Day More》是该剧中的一首选段，是全剧的高潮之一。
2.音乐特点：该曲以合唱形式呈现，交替出现的个人和集体的声音营造出紧张的氛围。
音乐剧的传统元素如情感表达和歌词与旋律的配合也体现在该曲中。
3.歌词内容：歌曲描绘了各个角色在法国革命前夜的内心独白，表达了他们对未来的期望和恐惧。
其中，主人公让-瓦尔简的
'Tomorrow we'll discover what our God in Heaven has in store'表达了对上帝的信仰和信任。
4.情感表达：歌曲中充满了情感的表达，如希望、恐惧、不安和兴奋。
特别是在合唱部分，各个角色的情感交织在一起，让观众更能深入了解他们的内心世界。
5.文化背景：《歌剧悲惨世界》是法国文学作品的改编，反映了当时法国社会的阶级分化和政治斗争。
该剧也被认为是音乐剧发展史上的里程碑之一，影响了后来的音乐剧创作。
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LesMiserables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 Treachery Look 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 Tables Every 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 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!Taking the silver cup, he runs off, but is broughtback 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 Valjean When 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 older And 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 colder And 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 kill One 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 bread Worker 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 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: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 the heap Join 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 of scumPoor men, rich men, leaders of the landSee them with their trousers off they're never quite 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 `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!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 sleepingAnd 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 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. Castle on a Cloud Young 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 hereThe little madam herself!Pretending once again she's been `so awfully good,'Better not let me catch you slackingBetter not catch my eye!Ten rotten francs your mother sends meWhat is that going to buy?Now take that pailMy little `Mademoiselle'And go and draw some water from the well!We should never have taken you in the first placeHow stupid the things that we do!Like mother like daughter, the scum of the street.Eponine, come my dear, Eponine, let me see youYou look very well in that new little blue hatThere's some little girls who know how to behaveAnd they know what to wearAnd I'm saying thank heaven for that.Still there Cosette?Your tears will do you no good!I told you fetch some water from the well in thewood!Young CosettePlease do not send me out aloneNot in the darkness on my own!Mme. Théardier:。
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Les Miserable
Role:
Jean Valjean: 苏绎同
Cosette: 陈秋彤
Marius: 郑邵一
Eponine: 沈一诺
Enjolras: 汪浩天
Javert: 林语冰
Mr. Thenardier: 范宇浩
Mrs. Thenardier: 吕澍芊
Valjean: One day more
Another day, another destiny
This never ending road to Calvary;
This man who seem to know my crime
Will surely come a second time
One day more...
Marius: I did not live until today
How can I live when we are parted?
Valjean:One day more...
Marius & Cosette:Tomorrow you'll be worlds away,
And yet with you, my world has started. Eponine:One more day all on my own
Marius & Cosette:Will we ever meet again?
Eponine:One more day with him not caring
Marius & Cosette:I was born to be with you.
Eponine:What a life I might have known
Marius & Cosette:And I swear I will be true!
Eponine:But he never saw me there...
Enjolras: (Marius:)
One more day before the storm! (Do I follow where she goes?) At the barricades of Freedom! (Shall I join my brothers there?) When our ranks begin to form, (Do I stay or do I dare?)
Will you take your place with me?
All:The time is now, The day is here
Valjean:One day more!
Javert: One more day to revolution,
We will nip it in the bud!
We’ ll be ready for these schoolboys,
They will wet themselves with blood!
Valjean:One day more!
Mr.& Mrs. Thenardier:Watch'em run amuck
Catch'em as they fall,
Never know your luck when there's a free for all, Here a little dip
There a little touch,
Most of them are goners so they won't miss much!
Boys :(Girls:)
One day to a new beginning! (Raise the flag of freedom high! ) Every man will be a king! (Every man will be a king!)
There's a new world for the winning! (There's a new world to be won!) Do you hear the people sing?
Marius: My place is here, I fight with you!
Valjean: One day more!
Valjean : One day more!
Valjean : Tomorrow we'll be far away,
Javert : Tomorrow is the judgement day
All : Tomorrow we'll discover what our God in Heaven has in store! One more dawn
One more day
One day more!。