Students, workers, everyone There's a river on the run Like the flowing of the tide Paris coming to our side!
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!
Marius, wake up! What's wrong today? You look as if you've seen a ghost. Some wine and say what's going on!
A ghost you say, a ghost maybe She was just like a ghost to me One minute there, and she was gone!
I am agog! I am aghast! Is Marius in love at last? I've never heard him 'ooh' and 'aah' You talk of battles to be won And here he comes like Don Juan It's better than an opera!
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 of yourselves What's the price you might pay? Is it simply a game For rich young boys to play? The color of the world Is 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!
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 there today You might also have known How the world may be changed In just one burst of light! And what was right seems wrong And what was wrong seems right!
Red: I feel my soul on fire! Black: My world if she's not there! Red: The color of desire! Black: The color of despair!
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 your lonely soul? We strive toward a larger goal Our little lives don't count at all!
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!
Listen everybody! General Lamarque 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. With the light of rebellion ablaze in their eyes With their candles of grief we will kindle our flame On the tomb of Lamarque shall our barricade rise The time is here! Let us welcome it gladly with courage and cheer Let us take to the streets with no doubt in our hearts But a jubilant shout They will come one and all They will come when we call!
At Notre Dame the sections are prepared!
At rue de Bac they're straining at the leash!
Students, workers, everyone There's a river on the run Like the flowing of the tide Paris coming to our side!
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!
Marius, wake up! What's wrong today? You look as if you've seen a ghost. Some wine and say what's going on!
A ghost you say, a ghost maybe She was just like a ghost to me One minute there, and she was gone!
I am agog! I am aghast! Is Marius in love at last? I've never heard him 'ooh' and 'aah' You talk of battles to be won And here he comes like Don Juan It's better than an opera!
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 of yourselves What's the price you might pay? Is it simply a game For rich young boys to play? The color of the world Is 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!
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 there today You might also have known How the world may be changed In just one burst of light! And what was right seems wrong And what was wrong seems right!
Red: I feel my soul on fire! Black: My world if she's not there! Red: The color of desire! Black: The color of despair!
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 your lonely soul? We strive toward a larger goal Our little lives don't count at all!
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!
Listen everybody! General Lamarque 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. With the light of rebellion ablaze in their eyes With their candles of grief we will kindle our flame On the tomb of Lamarque shall our barricade rise The time is here! Let us welcome it gladly with courage and cheer Let us take to the streets with no doubt in our hearts But a jubilant shout They will come one and all They will come when we call!
