Don't you fret, Monsieur Marius,
I don't feel any pain.
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now.
You're here, that's all I need to know.
And you will keep me safe,
And you will keep me close,
And rain will make the flowers grow.
But you will live, 'Ponine,
Dear God above!
If I could heal your wounds with words of love!
EPONINE
Just hold me now, and let it be,
Shelter me,
Comfort me...
MARIUS
You would live a hundred years
If I could show you how.
I won't desert you now.
EPONINE
The rain can't hurt me now.
This rain will wash away what's past!
And you will keep me safe,
And you will keep me close,
I'll sleep in your embrace at last!
The rain that brings you here is heaven-blessed!
The skies begin to clear and I'm at rest.
A breath away from where you are,
I've come home from so far...
So don't you fret, Monsieur Marius, (Hush-a bye, dear Eponine)
I don't feel any pain. (You won't feel any pain.)
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now.
I'm here,
That's all I need to know.
And you will keep me safe,
And you will keep me close,
I will stay with you,
'Til you are sleeping...
And rain,
And rain,
Will make the flowers...
Will make the flowers... grow.