by on high
converted using GNMIDI

(Valjean) God on high
Hear my prayer
In my need

You have always been there
He is young
He's afraid

Let him rest
Heaven blessed.
Bring him home

Bring him home
Bring him home.
He's like the son I might have known

If God had granted me a son.
The summers die
One by one

How soon they fly
On . and on
And I am old

And will be gone.
Bring him peace
Bring him joy

He is young
He is only a boy
You can take

You can give
Let him be
Let him live

If I die, let me die
Let him live
Bring him home

Bring him home.
Bring him home.

Soft karaoke
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