Valjean: I found her in the woods,
This little girl, trembling from fear in the darkness.
She told me her name was Cosette,
And she took me here at my request.
I came to you tonight to speak about her.
Yes, I have come to take her way.
I will surely pay the debts.
I represent her poor mother,
Whose miseries God decided to shorten,
I swore before she died,
That I would bring her child to her.
But she will never see her child again,
Cosette will never see her mother.
I will do what she could not,
I will be for her a good father.
Thenardiers: Give me your coat,
Sit down, good Monsieur,
Here, near the chimney,
The heat will make you feel better.
Valjean: Your benefits will compensate
Name your price right now.