Go to sleep, Eponine;
Go to sleep, my precious darling.
Close your tender brown eyes,
Sleep to Marius’s silent cries;
My lovely rose that dies,
Sleep to Marius’s hushed goodbyes.
You served your country well—
But now my heart bids you farewell.

Eponine, Eponine,
Go to sleep, me precious darling;
Marius broke your heart,
But from him you were ne’er apart—
Marius is alive
For you were always at his side—
No more tears, no more woes
—God, heal this pain that in me grows—

Go to sleep, Eponine;
Dream sweet dreams, me precious darling;
“Come with me,” sings Fantine;
“Come with me, my sweet Eponine.”
Take from me this last kiss
And reap in heaven endless bliss;
God awaits you above—
Go to sleep, Eponine, my love.