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ABC Café / Red and Black - Live

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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!
For the army we fight is a dangerous foe
With the men and the arms that we never can match.
Oh, it's easy to sit here and swat 'em like flies,
But the national guard will be harder to catch.
We need a sign
To rally the people,
To call them to arms,
To bring them in line!

Marius, you're late.
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, then she was gone!

I am agog!
I am aghast!
Is Marius in love at last?
I've never seen him 'ooh' and 'aah.'

You talk of battles to be won,
And here he comes like Don Juan.
It's better than an opera!
Thank you, gentleman

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 been there tonight
You might know how it feels

To be struck to the bone
In a moment of breathless delight!
Had you been there tonight
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!

Well, Courfeyrac, do we have all the guns?
Feuilly, Combeferre, our time is running short.
Grantaire, put that bottle down! (Listen!)
Do we have the guns we need?
Give me brandy on my breath (Listen to me! )
And I’ll breathe them all to death!
Listen, everybody! General Lamarque is dead!

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!