(Javert walks the deserted streets until he comes to a bridge over the river Seine)      JAVERT   Who is this man?   What sort of devil is he   To have me caught in a trap   And choose to let me go free?   It was his hour at last   To put a seal on my fate   Wipe out the past   And wash me clean off the slate!   All it would take   Was a flick of his knife.   Vengeance was his   And he gave me back my life!      Damned if I'll live in the debt of a thief!   Damned if I'll yield at the end of the chase.   I am the Law and the Law is not mocked   I'll spit his pity right back in his face   There is nothing on earth that we share   It is either Valjean or Javert!      How can I now allow this man   To hold dominion over me?   This desperate man whom I have hunted   He gave me my life. He gave me freedom.   I should have perished by his hand   It was his right.   It was my right to die as well   Instead I live... but live in hell.      And my thoughts fly apart   Can this man be believed?   Shall his sins be forgiven?   Shall his crimes be reprieved?      And must I now begin to doubt,   Who never doubted all these years?   My heart is stone and still it trembles   The world I have known is lost in shadow.   Is he from heaven or from hell?   And does he know   That granting me my life today   This man has killed me even so?      I am reaching, but I fall   And the stars are black and cold   As I stare into the void   Of a world that cannot hold   I'll escape now from the world   From the world of Jean Valjean.   There is nowhere I can turn   There is no way to go on....      (He throws himself into the swollen river)