COSETTE:

In my life

I have all I could want.

You are loving and gentle and good

But Papa, dear Papa,

In your eyes I am just like a child

who is lost in a wood.



VALJEAN:

No more words

No more, it's a time that is dead

There are words

That are better unheard

Better unsaid.



MARIUS:

In my life

She has burts like the music of angels

the light of the sun!

and my life seems to stop

as if something is over

and something has scarcely begun!



MARIUS AND EPONINE:

In my life

there is someone who touches my life.



MARIUS:

waiting near!



EPONINE:

waiting here!