Feuilly Drink with me To days gone by Sing with me The songs we knew
Prouvaire Here's to pretty girls Who went to our heads
Joly Here's to witty girls Who went to our beds
All Here's to them And here's to you!
Men
Drink with me To days Gone by To the life That used To be At the shrine of friendship Never say die Let the wine of friendship Never run dry Drink with me To days Gone by To the life That used To be At the shrine of friendship Never say die Let the wine of friendship Never run dry
All Here's to you And here's To me...
Marius Do I care if I should die Now she goes across the sea? Life without Cosette Means nothing at all Would you weep, Cosette, Should Marius fall? Will you weep, Cosette, For me?