Marius: Cosette, your father is a saint.
When they wounded me
He took me from the barricade
Carried like a babeValjean: Carried like a-?
I dragged you through the sewers by your arms
Cosette I’ve changed my mind
Never have children with this man
Marius: Cosette, your father is a saint.
When they wounded me
He took me from the barricade
Carried like a babeValjean: Carried like a-?
I dragged you through the sewers by your arms
Cosette I’ve changed my mind
Never have children with this man