Porque siempre hacemos todo mal porque ser humano es perjudicial porque nunca hacemos nada bien porque la valiza es casi no esta bien Dame lo mejor yo
Übersetzung: Knights. Les Miserables.
Übersetzung: Perpetua Cadena. Les Miserables.
Übersetzung: Les Miserables Soundtrack. Los Dos Gallos.
Übersetzung: Les Miserables Soundtrack. Hey You (Pa Those Who Cache).
: Meet the wretched It's calling, calling So, you're bored and you're sitting Your soul is fitting Let's go to town and meet the wretched I hear, they
: Feed Her To The Sharks! Twelve months of misery Stab me in the heart and watch me bleed I was nothing but a puppet Strung by the hands and feet And
: (Marius, recovering from his wounds, imagines he is back at the ABC cafe) MARIUS There's a grief that can't be spoken. There's a pain goes on and
: At its core insincere, Comes close but not to touch. An obligation to deform. And we were warned and in our own reaction, Tied now to this push. Martyrs
Cry Little Dead Again, Cry Little Dead Stare Into Black T.V.'s And Wonder When These Things Alone At Night, They Bring Me Death If I'm Alone Tonight,
it's time to move in He is creeping 'round You think he respects you But he'll just drag you down I can make you miserable I have been that low If I can make you miserable
Look in my eyes And tell me just what do you see In schools that look like factories We slow dance to our own heartbeats Look in my eyes As missing children
COSETTE Every day You walk with stronger step You walk with longer step- `The worst is over.' MARIUS Every day I wonder every day Who was it brought
[Marius, recovering from his wounds, imagines he's back at the ABC cafe.] Marius There's a grief that can't be spoken There's a pain goes on and on
[Cosette arrives to help Marius in his recovery.] Cosette Every day You walk with stronger step You walk with longer step The worst is over Marius
Come, be happy and sit near to me, Shadow-wested, shadow-wested misery, Unwilling silent bride Mourning in thy, in thy robe of pride Come, be happy and
Meet the wretched It's calling, calling So, you're bored and you're sitting Your soul is fitting Let's go to town and meet the wretched I hear,