[VALJEAN]
There lived a man whose name was Jean Valjean
He stole some bread to save his sister's son
For nineteen winters served his time
In sweat he washed away his crime

Years ago
He broke parole and lived a life apart
How could he tell Cosette and break her heart?
It's for Cosette this must be faced
If he is caught she is disgraced
Thе time has come to journey on
And from this day hе must be gone
Who am I?
Who am I?

[MARIUS]
You're Jean Valjean
What can I do that will turn you from this?
Monsieur, you cannot leave
Whatever I tell my beloved Cosette
She will never believe

[VALJEAN]
Make her believe I have gone on a journey
A long way away
Tell her my heart was too full for farewells
It is better this way
Promise me, Monsieur, Cosette will never know—
[MARIUS]
I give my word

[VALJEAN]
—What I have spoken, why I must go

[MARIUS]
For the sake of Cosette, it must be so