12 acessos
Feuilly: Drink with me, to days gone by.
Sing with me the songs we knew.
Provaire: Here's to pretty girls who went to our heads
Joly: Here's to witty girls who went to our beds
Men: Here's to them and here's to you
Feuilly : Drink with me to days gone by, Can it be you fear to die?
Prouvaire: Will the world remember you when you fall?
Joly: Cold it be your death means nothing at all?
Grantaire: Is your life just one more lie?
Men: drink with me
women: drink with me
men: to days
Women: to days
Men: gone by
Women: Gone b
Men: to the life
Women: to the life
men: that used
Women: that used
men: to be
Women: to be. at the shrine of friendship never say die
Both: let the wine of friendship never run dry
Men: here's to you
Women: here's to you
Men: and here's
Women: and here's
Men: to me
Women: to me
Marius: do I care if I should die,
now she goes across the sea?
Life without cosette means nothing at all.
Would you weep cosette if Marius fall?
Will you weep cosette, for me?