There's a grief that can't be spoken. There's a pain goes on and on. Empty chairs at empty tables, now my friends are dead and gone. Here they talked of revolution. Here it was they lit the flame. Here they sang about tomorrow...
and tomorrow never came.
From the table in the corner, they could see our world reborn. And they rose with voices ringing, and i can hear them now!
The very words that they have sung, became their last communion. On this lonely barricade at dawn.
Oh my friends, my friends, forgive me. That I live and you are gone. There's a grief that can't be spoken. There's a pain goes on!
Phantom faces at the windows. Phantom shadows on the floor!
Empty chairs at empty tables, where my friends will meet no more!
Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me what your sacrifice was for! Empty chairs at empty tables...where my friends will sing...
no more.
my dear child,
so much has pasted since the day that i took you to live with those people, i know that you are so very young still but if you could read this letter, you would know and soon come to understand why i had to do what i did,
i was desparate and i had to find a job, and where i was working let me pay for you to get the things that i could never give you, like a bed to sleep in, and all of the pretty clothes that i paid with my own money to feed you and keep you safe,
I know that you don't understand this now, but when you become a mother you will come to understand why i had to do what i did yo save you, because your father abandoned us living us with nothing but the clothes on our backs.
love
your mother
fantine.
so much has pasted since the day that i took you to live with those people, i know that you are so very young still but if you could read this letter, you would know and soon come to understand why i had to do what i did,
i was desparate and i had to find a job, and where i was working let me pay for you to get the things that i could never give you, like a bed to sleep in, and all of the pretty clothes that i paid with my own money to feed you and keep you safe,
I know that you don't understand this now, but when you become a mother you will come to understand why i had to do what i did yo save you, because your father abandoned us living us with nothing but the clothes on our backs.
love
your mother
fantine.