Les Miserables - Red And Black lyrics
rate meCombufree:At Notre DameThe sections are prepared! Fuelly:At rue de BacThey're straining at the leash! Couferac:Students, workers, everyoneThere's a river on the runLike the flowing of the tideParis coming to our side! Enjolras:The time is near... So near... it's stirring the blood in their veins! And yet beware... Don't let the wine go to your brains! For the army we fight is a dangerous foeWith the men and the arms that we never can matchOh, it's easy to sit here and swat 'em like fliesBut the national guard will be harder to catch.We need a signTo rally the peopleTo call them to armsTo bring them in line! Marius, you're late.Jean Provaire:What's wrong today?You look as if you've seen a ghost.Grantaire:Some wine and say what's going on! Marius:A ghost you say... a ghost maybeShe was just like a ghost to meOne minute there, and she was gone! Grantaire:I am agog! I am aghast! Is Marius in love at last?I have never heard him 'ooh' and 'aah'You talk of battles to be wonBut here he comes like Don Ju-anIt's better than an o-per-a! Enjolras:It is time for us allTo decide who we are... Do we fight for the rightTo a night at the opera now?Have you asked of yourselvesWhat's the price you might pay?Is it simply a gameFor rich young boys to play?The color of the worldIs changingDay by day... Red - the blood of angry men! Black - the dark of ages past! Red - a world about to dawn! Black - the night that ends at last! Marius:Had you been there tonightYou might know how it feelsTo be struck to the boneIn a moment of breathless delight! Had you been there tonightYou might also have knownHow the world may be changedIn just one burst of light! And what was rightSeems wrongAnd what was wrongSeems right... Grantaire:Red... Marius:I feel my soul on fire! Grantaire:Black... Marius:My world if she's not there... Chorus:Red... MariusThe color of desire! Chorus:Black... Marius:The color of despair! EnjolrasMarius, you're no longer a childI do not doubt you mean it wellBut now there is a higher callWho cares about your lonely soulWe strive toward a larger goalOur little lives don't count at all! Enjolras and Chorus:Red - the blood of angry men! Black - the dark of ages past! Red - a world about to dawn! Black - the night that ends at last! EnjolrasWell, Courfeyrac, do we have all the guns?Feuilly, Combeferre, our time is running short.Grantaire, put the bottle down! Do we have the guns we need? Grantaire [drunk]Give me brandy on my breathAnd I'll breath 'em all to death! CourfeyracIn St. Antoine they're with us to a man! CombeferreIn Notre Dame they're tearing up the stones! FeuillyTwenty rifles good as new. [Gavroche rushes in, shouting.] GavrocheListen! Jean ProuvaireDouble that in Port St. Cloud! GavrocheListen everybody! GavrocheGeneral LamarqueIs dead! EnjolrasLamarque is dead.Lamarque! His death is the hour of fate.The people's man.His death is the sign we await! On his funeral day they will honor his name.It's a rallying cry that will reach every ear! In the death of Lamarque we will kindle the flameThey will see that the day of salvation is near! The time is hear! Let us welcome it gladly with courage and cheerLet us take to the streets with no doubt in our heartsBut a jubilant shoutThey will come one and allThey will come when we call!
