[Fantine is lying in a hospital bed, deleriously dreaming
of her daughter Cosette.]
Cosette, it's turned so cold
Cosette, it's past your bedtime
You've played the day away
And soon it will be night.
Come to me, Cosette, the light is fading
Don't you see the evening star appearing?
Come to me, and rest against my shoulder
How fast the minutes fly away and every minute colder.
Hurry near, another day is dying
Don't you hear, the winter wind is crying?
There's a darkness which comes without a warning
But I will sing you lullabyes and wake you in the morning.
Oh, Fantine, our time is running out
But Fantine, I swear this on my life
Look, M'sieur, where all the children play
Be at peace, be at peace evermore.
Shall live in my protection
Take her now
Your child will want for nothing
Good M'sieur, you come from God in Heaven.
And none will ever harm Cosette
As long as I am living.
Take my hand,
The night grows ever colder.
Then I will keep you warm.
Take my child, I give her to your keeping.
Take shelter from the storm
For God's sake, please stay till I am sleeping
And tell Cosette I love her
And I'll see her when I wake...
[She dies with a smile; Javert arrives.]