Russell Crowe - Javert's Suicide Lyrics
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Javert's Suicide
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What Are The Lyrics For Javert's Suicide By Russell Crowe?
Who is this man?
What sort of devil is he To have me caught in a trap And choose to let me go free? It was his hour at last To put a seal on my fate Wipe out the past And wash me clean off the slate! All it would take Was a flick of his knife. Vengeance was his And he gave me back my life! Damned if I'll live in the debt of a thief! Damned if I'll yield at the end of the chase. I am the law and the law is not mocked I'll spit his pity right back in his face There is nothing on earth that we share It is either Valjean or Javert! And my thoughts fly apart Can this man be believed? Shall his sins be forgiven? Shall his crimes be reprieved? And must I now begin to doubt, Who never doubted all these years? My heart is stone and still it trembles The world I have known is lost in shadow. Is he from heaven or from hell? And does he know That granting me my life today This man has killed me even so? I am reaching, but I fall And the stars are black and cold As I stare into the void Of a world that cannot hold I'll escape now from that world From the world of Jean Valjean. There is nowhere I can turn There is no way to go on! |
Who Wrote Javert's Suicide By Russell Crowe?
Alain Albert Boublil, Claude Michel Schonberg, Herbert Kretzmer, Jean Marc Natel
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What's The Duration Of The Javert's Suicide By Russell Crowe?The duration of Javert's Suicide is 2:55 minutes and seconds. |
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