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.
We need a sign
to rally the people,
to call them to arms,
to bring them in line.
Joly
Marius, wake up!
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 maybe.
She was just like a ghost to me.
One minute there, then she was gone.
Grantaire
I am agog,
I am aghast,
Is Marius in love at last?
I've never heard him 'ohh' and 'ahh'.
You talk of battles to be won.
And here he comes, like Don Juan,
It is better than an opera!
Enjolras
It is time for us all to decide who we are,
Do we fight for the right,
to a night at the opera now?
Have you asked yourself
What's the price you might pay?
It is simply a game
For a rich young boy to play?
The colours of the world
are changing day 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 seen her today,
you might know how it feels.
To be struck to the bone
in a moment of breathless delight.
Had you been here today,
you might also have known
how your world may be changed
in just on burst of light
And what was right seems wrong,
And what was wrong seems right.
Grantaire
Red!
Marius
I feel my soul on fire
Grantaire
Black!
Marius
My world is she's not there.
All
Red!
Marius
The colous of desire
All
Black!
Marius
The colour of despair
Enjolras
Marius, you're no longer a child,
I do not doubt you mean it well,
but now there is a higher call.
Who cares about yourl lonely soul,
We strive towards a larger goal,
our little lives don't count at all.
Red!
All
The blood of angry men.
black, the dark of ages past.
Red, a world about to dawn,
black, the night that ends at last
Enjolras
Lamarque, his death is the hour of fate.
The people's men.
His death is the sign we await!
On his funeral day they will honour his name
With a light of rebellion, a blaze in their eyes
In their candles of grief we will kindle our flame
On the tomb of Lamarque shall a barricade rise
The time is here,
Let us welcome it gladly
with courage and cheer
Feuilly
Let us take to the streets
with no doubt in hearts
Coufeyrac
But a jubilant shout
Lesglas
They will come one and all
All
They will come when we call.
