Não consigo parar de escutar Les Miserables... especialmente Empty Chairs at Empty Tables, a canção que Marius canta lembrando todos os amigos que morreram nas barricadas, no bar onde eles se reuniam, que agora está completamente vazio... essa música é de uma tristeza tão absurdamente dolorosa, que chega a ser viciante.

Sim, eu sei que é meio mórbido, mas... fazer o que? Acho que vou transcrever a letra aqui.

Empty Chairs at Empty Tables

There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on
Empty chairs at empty tables
Now my friends are dead and gone

Here they talked of revolution
Here it was they lit the flame
Here they sang about 'tomorrow'
And tomorrow never came

From the table in the corner
They could see a world reborn
And they rose with voices ringing
I can hear them now
The very words that they had sung
Became their last communion
On the lonely barricade at dawn.

Oh my friends, my friends, forgive me
That I live and you are gone
There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on

Phantom faces at the window
Phantom shadows on the floor
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will meet no more

Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will sing no more.

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