Fantine's Death - Live

Cosette, it's turned so cold
Cosette, it's past your bedtime
You've played the day away
And soon it will be night

Come to me, Cosette, the light is fading
Don't you hear, the winter wind is crying
There's a darkness which comes without a warning
But I will sing you lullabies and wake you in the morning

Oh, Fantine, our time is running out
But Fantine, I swear this on my life

Look, Monsieur, where all the children play

Be at peace, be at peace evermore

My Cosette

Shall live in my protection

Take her now

Your child will want for nothing

Good Monsieur, you come from God in Heaven

And none shall ever harm Cosette
As long as I am living

Take my hand, the night grows ever colder

Then I will keep you warm

Take my child, I give her to your keeping

Take shelter from the storm

For God's sake, please stay till I am sleeping
And tell Cosette I love her
And I'll see her when I wake



Credits
Writer(s): Herbert Kretzmer, Claude-michel Schonberg, Alain Albert Boublil, Jean-marc Natel
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