Лучшие песни Colm Wilkinson
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Colm Wilkinson
Исполнитель
Kevin Marcum
Вокал
Paul Harman
Вокал
Anthony Crivello
Вокал
Ross Allen
Клавишные инструменты
Jeffrey Silverman
Клавишные инструменты
Michael Hinton
Барабаны
Howard Joines
Ударные инструменты
Lindsey Horner
Бас-гитара
Jacqueline Giat
Кларнет
Harriet Orenstein
Валторна
Mitchell Weiss
Кларнет
David Gale
Труба
Robert Zottola
Труба
Peter Hyde
Труба
John Rojack
Тромбон
Brooks Tilloltson
Валторна
Jerry Peel
Валторна
Louann Montesi
Скрипка
Frederick Buldrini
Скрипка
Suzanne Ornstein
Скрипка
Marion Pinheiro
Скрипка
Katherine Cash
Скрипка
Mineko Yajima
Скрипка
Mitsue Takayama
Скрипка
Marti Sweet
Скрипка
Eugene Orloff
Скрипка
Ariana Bronne
Скрипка
Myra Segal
Скрипка
Jean Ingraham
Скрипка
Julian Barber
Альт
Harry Zaratzian
Альт
Jesse Levine
Альт
Emanuel Vardi
Альт
Clay Ruede
Виолончель
Batia Lieberman
Виолончель
Jonathan Abramowitz
Виолончель
Alla Goldberg
Виолончель
John Dewar
Вокал
Joseph Kolinski
Вокал
Leo Burmester
Вокал
Patrick A'Hearn
Вокал
David Bryant
Вокал
Alex Santoriello
Вокал
Michael Maguire
Вокал
Jordan Leeds
Вокал
Robert Billig
Дирижер
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Alain Boublil
Композитор
Claude-Michel Schönberg
Композитор
Herbert Kretzmer
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Alain Boublil
Продюсер
Claude-Michel Schönberg
Продюсер
David Hunt
Инженер звукозаписи
Bruce Andy
Инженер звукозаписи
Roy Hendrickson
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Dave O'Donnell
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Слова
What have I done?
Sweet Jesus, what have I done?
Become a thief in the night
Become a dog on the run
Have I fallen so far
And is the hour so late
That nothing remains but the cry of my hate
The cries in the dark that nobody hears
Here where I stand at the turning of the years?
If there's another way to go
I missed it twenty long years ago
My life was a war that could never be won
They gave me a number and murdered Valjean
When they chained me and left me for dead
Just for stealing a mouthful of bread
Yet why did I allow that man
To touch my soul and teach me love?
He treated me like any other
He gave me his trust
He called me brother
My life he claims for God above
Can such things be?
For I had come to hate the world
This world that always hated me
Take an eye for an eye
Turn your heart into stone
This is all I have lived for
This is all I have known
One word from him and I'd be back
Beneath the lash, upon the rack
Instead he offers me my freedom
I feel my shame inside me like a knife
He told me that I had a soul
How does he know?
What spirit comes to move my life?
Is there another way to go?
I am reaching, but I fall
And the night is closing in
And I stare into the void
To the whirlpool of my sin
I'll escape now from that world
From the world of Jean Valjean
Jean Valjean is nothing now
Another story must begin
Writer(s): Herbert Kretzmer, Alain Albert Boublil, Claude Michel Schonberg
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