Feuilly: Drink with me, to days gone by Sing with me the songs we knew Provaire: Here's to pretty girls who went to our heads Joly: Here's to witty girls who went to our beds Men: Here's to them and here's to you Feuilly: Drink with me to days gone by, can it be you fear to die? Prouvaire: Will the world remember you when you fall? Joly: Cold it be your death means nothing at all? Grantaire: Is your life just one more lie? Men: Drink with me Women: Drink with me Men: To days Women: To days Men: Gone by Women: Gone by Men: To the life Women: To the life Men: That used Women: That used Men: To be Women: To be. At the shrine of friendship never say die Both: Let the wine of friendship never run dry Men: Here's to you Women: Here's to you Men: And here's Women: And here's Men: To me Women: To me Marius: Do I care if I should die Now she goes across the sea? Life without Cosette means nothing at all Would you weep, Cosette, if Marius fall? Will you weep, Cosette, for me?