Testo Bring him home

VALJEAN (standing over MARIUS)
God on high
Here 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.