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 see the evening star appearing? Come to me, and rest against my shoulder How fast the minutes fly away and every minute colder. Hurry near, another day is dying Don't you hear, the winter wind is crying? There's a darkness which comes without a warning But I will sing you lullabyes and wake you in the morning.