Testo Valjean's confession

VALJEAN
Not another word, my son
There's something now that must be done.
You've spoken from the heart
And I must do the same
There is a story, sir,
Of slavery and shame
That you alone must know.
I never told Cosette
She had enough of tears
She's neverknown the truth
The story you must hear
Of years ago.

There lived a man whose name was
Jean Valjean
He stole some bread to save his sister's son.
For nineteen winters served his time
In sweat he washed away his crime.
Years ago
He broke parole and lived alife apart
How could he tell Cosette and break her heart?
It's for Cosette this must be faced
If he is caught she is disgraced
The time has come to journey on
And from this day he must be gone
Who am I?
Who am I?

MARIUS
You're Jean Valjean!
What can I do
That will turn you away from this?
Monsieur, you cannot leave.
Whatever I tell my beloved Cosette
She will never believe!

VALJEAN
Make her believe
I have gone on a journey
A long way away.
Tell her my heart was too full for farewells
It is better this way.
Promise me, M'sieur, Cosette will never
know...

MARIUS
I give my word.

VALJEAN
...what I have spoken, why I must go.

MARIUS
For sake of Cosette, it must be so.