[The defenders settle down for the night with wine and a song.] Enjolras Marius, rest. Feuilly Drink with me To days gone by Sing with me The songs we knew Prouvaire Here's to pretty girls Who went to our heads Joly Here's to witty girls Who went to our beds All Here's to them And here's to you! Grantaire Drink with me To days gone by Can it be You fear to die? Will the world remember you When you fall? Could it be your d**h Means nothing at all? Is your life just one more lie? Men Women Drink with me Drink with me To days To days Gone by Gone by To the life To the life That used That used To be To be Let the wine of friendship At the shrine of friendship Never run dry Never say die All Here's to you And here's To me... Marius Do I care if I should die Now she goes across the sea? Life without Cosette Means nothing at all Would you weep, Cosette, Should Marius fall? Will you weep, Cosette, For me? [Marius settles down to sleep