lyric

How do you do? My name's Gavroche.
These are my people. Here's my patch.
Not much to look at, nothing posh
Nothing that you'd call up to scratch.
This is my school, my high society
Here in the slums of Saint Michele
We live on crumbs of humble piety
Tough on the teeth, but what the hell!
Think you're poor?
Think you're free?
Follow me! Follow me!


There was a time we killed the King;
We tried to change the world too fast.
Now we have got another King;
He is no better than the last.
This is the land that fought for liberty -
Now when we fight we fight for bread!
Here is the thing about equality -
Everyone’s equal when they’re dead.
Take your place!
Take your chance!
Vive la France! Vive la France!

gavroche 巴黎街头机灵的流浪儿

从来 没有见过 说 Look down and show some mercy if you can 这么理直气壮 这么愤怒的……诶呀呀呀……