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?