The Death of Gavroche

We're the only one's left

The people have not stirred

We're abandoned by those who still live in fear

Let us not waste lives

Let all who wish to go from here

Do you hear the people sing

Singing the song of angry men

It is the music of a people

Who will not be slaves again

When the beating of your heart

Echoes the beating of the drums

There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes

Little people know

When little people fight

We may look easy pickings

But we got some bite

So never kick a dog

Because he's just a pup

We'll fight like twenty armies

And we won't give up

So you better run for cover

When the pup grows

You at the barricades, listen to this

The people of Paris sleep in their beds

You have no chance

No chance at all

Why throw your lives away?

Let us die facing our foes

Make them bleed while we can

Make them pay through the nose

May them pay for every man

Let others rise

To take our place until the earth is free