[Valjean is very nearly a life-long fugitive. His life in Paris for the past decade has been quiet and peaceful, but he hasn't quite lost that prey animal's instinct; that part of himself that's always keeping an eye and an ear out.
Unfortunately, it can be difficult to sing and pay attention to your surroundings at the same time. This has never been an issue. Even Inspector Javert has never tried to sneak up on him mid-song, and he's had the opportunity. It's as if the very laws of the universe forbade it.
Or perhaps the problem is that he truly doesn't believe anyone here would attempt to kill him. The time for the wish is nearly run out, and all has been peaceful. He has worried about it; he's not so naive as to think a murder among their number impossible. People break for far less. But maybe he should have had more faith in these people. Regardless, he is still singing, and doesn't look up from his prayer as D-ne enters.]
You can take You can give Let them be Let them live
If I die, let me die Let them live Bring them home Bring them home Bring -
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Unfortunately, it can be difficult to sing and pay attention to your surroundings at the same time. This has never been an issue. Even Inspector Javert has never tried to sneak up on him mid-song, and he's had the opportunity. It's as if the very laws of the universe forbade it.
Or perhaps the problem is that he truly doesn't believe anyone here would attempt to kill him. The time for the wish is nearly run out, and all has been peaceful. He has worried about it; he's not so naive as to think a murder among their number impossible. People break for far less. But maybe he should have had more faith in these people. Regardless, he is still singing, and doesn't look up from his prayer as D-ne enters.]
You can take
You can give
Let them be
Let them live
If I die, let me die
Let them live
Bring them home
Bring them home
Bring -