[The defenders settle down for the night with wine and a song.]



Enjolras

Marius, rest.



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!



Grantaire

Drink with me

To days gone by

Can it be

You fear to die?

Will the world remember you

When you fall?

Could it be your death

Means nothing at all?

Is your life just one more lie?



Men

Drink with me

To days

Gone by

To the life

That used

To be

Let the wine of friendship

Never run dry Women

Drink with me

To days

Gone by

To the life

That used

To be

At the shrine of friendship

Never say die



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?



[Marius settles down to sleep.]