There is a castle on a cloud
I like to go there in my sleep
Aren't any floors for me to sweep
Not in my castle on a cloud
There is a room that's full of toys
There are a hundred boys and girls
Nobody shouts or talks too loud
Not in my castle on a cloud
There is a lady all in white
Holds me and sings a lullaby
She's nice to see and she's soft to touch
She says Cosette, I love you very much
I know a place where noone's lost
I know a place where noone cries
Crying at all is not allowed
Not in my castle on a cloud
Oh help, I think I hear them now
And I'm nowhere near finished sweeping and scrubbing and polishing the floors
Oh it's her
It's Madame!
Now look who's here, the little madam herself
Pretending once again she's been so awfully good
Better not let me catch you slacking, better not catch my eye
10 rotten franks your mother sends me, what is that going to buy?
Now take that pale, my little madamoiselle
And go and draw some water from the well
We should never have taken you in in the first place
How stupid the things that we do
Like mother, like daughter the scum of the streets
Eponine, come my dear! Eponine, let me see you
You look very well in that little blue hat
There's some little girls know how to behave and they know what to wear
And I'm saying thank heaven for that
Still there Cosette?
Your tears will do you no good
I've told you fetch some water from the well in the wood
Please do not send me out alone
Not in the darkness on my own
Enough of that, or I'll forget to be nice
You heard me ask for something and I never ask twice