Music: Claude-Michel Schönberg
Lyrics: Herbert Kretzmer
Original text: Alain Boublil and Jean-Marc Natel
I dreamed a dream in days gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted.
There was no ransom to be paid,
No song unsung, no wine untasted. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/h/hayley_westenra/i_dreamed_a_dream.html ]
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame.
He slept a summer by my side,
He filled my days with endless wonder.
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came.
And still I dreamed he'd come to me,
That we would live the years together
But there are dreams that can not be
And there are storms we can not weather.
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living,
So different now from what it seemed