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This is a story that takes place
ln fair Paris in the year of our Lord
1482
A tale of love and desire
We the artists of stature unknown
ln sculpture and verse
Will attempt to transcribe
This story for you and posterity
The time of the cathedrals has come
As the world is entering
A new millenium
Man reached for the stars
To write his story
ln glass and stone
Brick by brick, day after day
Century after century, with love
He saw the raising of towers
That he built with his hands
Poets and minstrels
Sang songs of love
That promised better times
For all of mankind
The time of the cathedrals has come
As the world enters
A new millenium
Man reached for the stars
To write his story
ln glass and stone
The time of the cathedrals has come
As the world enters
A new millenium
Man reached for the stars
To write his story
ln glass and stone
The time of the cathedrals is gone
Hordes of barbarians
Storm the city gates
Let them in, the pagans and vandals
The end of this world
ls predicted for the year 2000
ls predicted for the year 2000
We are foreigners
Without passports
Men and Women
Homeless
Oh! Notre Dame we beseech you
Asylum! Asylum!
We are foreigners
Without passports
Men and Women
The Homeless
Oh! Notre Dame we beseech you
Asylum! Asylum!
We are a thousand or more
Pressing at the city doors
Soon we'll be
10,000 and then 100,000 more
We'll be millions
Beseeching you
Asylum!
Asylum!
We are foreigners
Without passports
Men and Women
The Homeless
Oh! Notre Dame we beseech you
Asylum! Asylum!
We are vagabonds
At the city's doors
And the city is an island
ln the island of the city
The world will change
And intermix
And we will play
On this island
We are foreigners
Without passports
Men and Women
The Homeless
We are foreigners
Without passports
Men and Women
The Homeless
Vagabonds
The Homeless
We are foreigners
Without passports
Men and Women
The Homeless
We are foreigners
Without passports
We are foreigners
Without passports
Men and Women
The Homeless
We are foreigners
Without passports
Men and Women
The Homeless
Oh! Notre Dame we beseech you
Asylum! Asylum!
We are foreigners
Without passports
Men and women
The Homeless
Oh! Notre Dame we beseech you
Asylum! Asylum! Asylum! Asylum!
Sir Phoebus de Chateaupers captain of the King's archers
l summon you to chase away
All these outlaws
By all means, we have to stop this horde of strangers
Who disrupt the peace
Of the citizens of Paris
By your orders, my Lord Archidiacre
ln the name of God l'll slay
And chase from your sight
All those louts with no standing
Where are you from, lovely stranger?
Daughter of the stars or the earth
Fair bird of paradise
Why are you here?
Gipsy
Nobody knows my land
Gipsy
l'm a child of the road
Gipsy, Gipsy
Where will l be tomorrow
Gipsy, Gipsy
lt's written in the palm of my hand
My mother told me of Spain
As if it were her home
About the bandits in the hills
ln the hills of Andalusia
ln the hills of Andalusia
My father's gone, my mother too
Paris is my home
But when l dream of the sea
l'm transported far away
To the hills of Andalusia
Gipsy
Nobody knows my land
Gipsy
l'm a child of the road
Gipsy, Gipsy
Where will l be tomorrow
Gipsy, Gipsy
lt's written in the palm of my hand
My childhood passed
Barefoot in the hills of Provence
For gipsies the road is long
The road is long
And l will keep on walking
Beyond the roads of France
l'll walk them to the end of the earth
To the end of the earth
An Andalusian river
Runs in my blood
Runs through my veins
Are the skies of Andalusia
Worth
Going back to?
Gipsy
Nobody knows my land
Gipsy
l'm a child of the road
Gipsy, Gipsy
Where will l be tomorrow
Gipsy, Gipsy
lt's written in the palm of my hand
lt's written in the palm of my hand
You know, Esmeralda
You're no longer a child
And sometimes l look at you
With different eyes
You were only eight years old
When your mother left
Taken by death
To her home in Andalusia
She trusted you to me
And with jealousy
l watched over you
Until today
You know, Esmeralda
Men are wicked
Be careful when you run
ln fields and streets
Do you understand me?
You're about to discover love
Nothing is the same as before
My fourteen summers are for you
This diamond necklace is for me
lf your words and promises are lies
l won't believe them
Your maiden's heart is mine
Your eyes like a dove are for me
The stars twinkle in the skies
Less brightly than these eyes
He who my heart desires
ls a fair knight
Who doesn't know
The realms of my love
lf l didn't know it
l can see it in your eyes
The one who wins your love
Will be a lucky man
Stop your search
Love is here
Here forever
So it is
The day will be merry the day
When we marry
All the gold that still lies deep
Beneath the earth in veins asleep
l'll use to clothe your body
Your body that you'll give to me
All those lovers' lines
All those songs of desire
Better than any troubadour
You will sing to me
Stop your search
Love is here
Here forever
So it is
The day will be merry the day
When we marry
Stop your search love is here
Here forever so it is
The day will be merry the day
When we marry
The day will be merry the day
When we marry
When we marry
Feast of fools!
Feast of fools!
Feast of fools!
Feast of fools!
l will preside
Over this feast of fools
Like we know how it's done and we know how to have fun
Feast of fools!
Feast of fools!
Take the ugliest
Of those on the street
Let them parade on the city's main square
And the one in that crowd
That conjures up
The ugliest face will get the crown
The Pope of Fools!
The Pope of Fools!
He will wear the crown
He will wear the crown
The Pope of Fools
The
Feast
Of
Fools
The Feast of Fools
The Feast of Fools
The Feast of Fools
The Feast of Fools
The Feast of Fools
The Feast of Fools
But who is that there
Hiding in the back
ls he not the monster that will wear the crown
The Pope of Fools!
The Pope of Fools!
He will wear the crown he will wear the crown
The Pope of Fools!
He's the bell ringer
The hunchback
He's certainly the ugliest he is Quasimodo
Now he starts giving
Poor Esmeralda the eye
Hunchbacked gimp, missing an eye he's the one who'll wear the crown
The Pope of Fools!
He will wear the crown! he will wear the crown!
Qua-si-mo-do!
He will wear the crown! he will wear the crown!
The Pope of Fools!
He will wear the crown! he will wear the crown!
Qua-si-mo-do!
The Pope of Fools!
Little girls you won't mock anymore
When you see me on the streets l'm Quasimodo the Beast
They've crowned me
The Pope of Fools
Today is the Epiphany
And for one day l've the power of a king
Will you love me,
Esmeralda?
Will you love me?
But you don't care
Esmeralda
Oh! You couldn't care less
That they crowned me
The Pope of Fools
Little girls
Singing rondos
Mocking Quasimodo
The hunchback
How does it make you feel
That l'm this ugly?
l hate the parents that gave me birth
And abandoned me without love
Will you love me,
Esmeralda?
Will you love me?
But you don't care
Esmeralda
Oh! You couldn't care less
That they crowned me
The Pope of Fools
The Pope of Fools
The Pope of Fools
The Pope of Fools
Beware! this girl is not from here
She's a gipsy a witch
She's a bitch a streetcat
An animal on the prowl barefoot and homeless
Mortal sin incarnate
She ought to be imprisoned
To stop this pillage
Of the hearts and souls of the children of Notre Dame
Tonight we'll chase her in the alleys
Tonight we'll take her away
We'll lock her in the tower
And teach her
The only true religion
Of Jesus and The Holy Mother
You can ask of me anything
And l will do it for you
Anything you like you know
Anything at all
l will do it for you l will do it for you
You who took me in
Adopted and fed me
Me, the orphan
The child abandoned
By parents who were shamed
To have brought into this world
A monster
You who watched me grow
You who watched me suffer
You who offered protection
From this cruel world
You gave me my existence
By naming me ringer
Of bells
You taught me to speak
To read and to write
But l can't read
Your true feelings
l belong to you
to the depths of my soul
Like the deepest love of a dog
For his master
l belong to you to the depths of my soul
Like the deepest love of a dog
For his master
The gates of Paris
Are closed at dusk
When nighttime's shrieks
And laughter in the dark and nocturnal desires reign
Nights where every vice are satisfied
ln the heat of Paris
A showplace of lust
On the Pont-au-Change tonight
An angel l did meet
That smiled at me
Then disappeared
On the streets of Paris
l followed her and lost her
Pursued her into the night
lnto all the laughter and carnal desire
Nights where every vice is satisfied
ln the heat of Paris
A showplace of lust
The gates of Paris
Are closed at dusk
When nightime's crimes
And laughter in the dark
And nocturnal desires reign
l am the captain
ln charge of the peace
Of all citizens
Men and women alike
Allow me to escort you
Outside the city gates
Where the gipsies live
Men and women alike
Go your way
You've clearly made a mistake
Esmeralda, good Sir, is not a soldier's girl
At dusk tomorrow
Tomorrow's end of day
l'll be there to see you
ln ''The Valley of Love Caberet''
ln ''The Valley of Love Caberet''
Here we are, brothers all
ln misery and joy
Here there is no heaven or hell
No heaven or hell
Here we're just like worms
Worms in the rotten earth
Wine and blood share the same color
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Prostitutes dance with hoods
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Beggers and bandits dance alike
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
We're all gallows' birds
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
We're all the same breed
Of the homeless seed
You won't find here a nation or creed
No nation or creed
Our rags, our flags
The color of my skin next to yours
Gipsies and villains sing the same song
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
We're all on the lam
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Thieves and killers drink from the same cup
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
As we are all outlaws
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Gringoire the Bard
You will hang
Convicted of trespassing
Upon our sacred ground
Here in the den of thieves
Trespassing on our sacred ground
Trespassing on our sacred ground here in the den of thieves
Unless a woman
Takes you for her husband
Be aware l say to you
The poets of France
Are only fit to hang
The poets of France
The poets of France are only fit to hang
And you my beauty
My lovely Esmeralda
Will you take as husband
This worthless minstrel?
This worthless minstrel?
lf he's free, l'll take him
He's yours as spouse but not as a lover
Wine and blood share the same color
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Prostitutes dance with hoods
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Beggers and bandits dance alike
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
We're all gallows' birds
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Gipsies and villains sing the same song
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
We're all on the lam
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Thieves and killers drink from the same cup
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
As we are all outlaws
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Now may l know
Who l've the honor of marrying
l'm Grignoire the Bard the prince of Paris's streets!
He's the prince of Paris's streets!
l'm not a ladies man if you desire, l will make you
My nymph, my muse, my lady
You, who can read and write
You, the poet, do you know
What Phoebus means?
By Jupiter who on this earth
Dares to go by this name?
He's the one for whom my heart beats
lf l recall my latin
The word Phoebus means sun
Phoebus means sun
He's bright as the sun
ls he a prince, the son of a king?
l feel love
Deep inside
Stronger than myself
He's bright as the sun
He's a prince, the son of a king
Of a king......l think
He's bright as the sun
He's a rascal, a soldier
When he holds me tight
l want to run away, but l can't
He's bright as the sun
He's a rascal, a soldier
A soldier of the king
He's bright as the sun
My wonder, my man
He'll take me in his arms
And love me all his life
He's bright as the sun
My wonder, my man
He's bright as the sun
Bright
As the sun
Torn
l'm a man divided
Torn
Between the two women l love
The two women who love me
Do l have to tear my heart in two?
Torn
l'm two men in one
Torn
Between the two women l love
The two women who love me
ls it my fault that l'm happy?
One for the day
One for the night
One for love
The other for life
One for forever
Until the end of time
The other for a certain while
Perhaps a little less
Torn
l'm a man divided
Torn
Between the two women l love
The two women who love me
But l'm not complaining
Torn
l'm two men in one
Torn
Between the two women l love
And the two women who love me
ls it my fault that l'm normal?
One for heaven
One for hell
One for sweet
One for sour
One to whom
l swore every oath
The other with whom l undo them
Torn
l'm a man divided
Torn
Between the two women l love
The two women who love me
Do l have to break my heart in two?
No
Torn
l'm two men in one
Torn
Between the two women l love
The two women who love me
ls it my fault that l'm happy?
Torn
Torn
Torn
Torn
Torn
l'm two men in one
Torn
Between the two women l love
The two women who love me
Do l have to break my heart in two?
Torn
Torn
Torn
Who is this girl who dances
Her dance of shame before the Notre Dame?
The girl is my wife
Given to me
By the King of the gipsies
Did you touch her
Servant of Satan?
l wouldn't dare
And l forbid you
l would like to show you
An inscription here engraved
On a stone beyond
The Gallery of Kings
What does it mean- this word ''Anarkia''?
You're a man posessed
The Greek word ''Anarkia'' signifies ''Fate''
ls that not Quasimodo
That they're taking away?
He's got himself arrested, the fool
And only God knows why
Hunchback! Rapist! One-eyed & lame!
Damned ringer of the bells
Pray for him, the poor sinner
Have mercy on him, good Lord
Mercy for poor Quasimodo
Who carries on his back
All the world's woes
And asks you only for a drop of water
Have mercy, public for this servant of the Lord
A drop of water only
For Quasimodo
l'm thirsty!
Give me a drop to drink!
l'm thirsty!
l'm thirsty!
Give me something to drink!
Beauty
Beauty
Beauty
lt seems a word invented for her
When she dances, revealing her body
Like a bird spreads its wings to fly
l feel the devil take me by the feet
My eyes gazed under her gipsy dress
What shall l pray to Mary for?
Who
Will cast the first stone at her?
He who does not deserve to live
O Satan! Oh! Let me just once
Pass my fingers through her hair
Beauty
ls she the devil incarnate
Leading me from the Eternal Lord
Who has bewitched me with carnal desire
To turn me from heaven above?
She carries inside the original sin
Am l a criminal if l desire her?
She
Who all thought a whore, a girl of the street
Suddenly seems to be humanity's burden
Oh! l beseech you Our Lady Oh! Allow me just once
The entrance to Esmeralda's garden
Beauty
Behind those eyes that cast a spell
Could the girl still be a maiden?
When the moves she makes promise me the earth
Underneath her rainbow skirt
My betrothed, leave me one infidelity
Before we're joined by God
What
Man could resist gazing at her
At the risk of becoming transfixed?
Oh! My Lilly Flower
l'm not a man to trust
l'll pluck the flower of Esmeralda's love
My eyes gazed under her gipsy dress
What shall l pray to Mary for?
Who
Will cast the first stone at her?
He who does not deserve to live
O Satan! Oh! Let me just once
Pass my fingers through the hair Of Esmeralda,
Esmeralda
My friends, the gargoyles, are watching over you
They'll protect you from any fool
Whenever you need shelter
Come to me, l'll protect you
The Notre Dame of Paris
ls my house, my nest
lt's my city, my life
My air, my roof, it's my bed
lt's my song, my voice
My reason, my folly
My passion, my country
lt's my prison, my homeland
Your friends the gargoyles are my friends too
They make me laugh on days when l'm bored
You're like them and l like you for that
Even though l'm scared of you most all the time
ln my house
lt's always comfy
Warm in the winter
ln the summer it's cool
You are always welcome
Any time of the year
lf you like, my house
Could be yours
Whenever you need shelter
Come to me, l'll protect you
ln my house, in your house
lt's always comfy, it's always comfy
Warm in the winter warm in the winter
ln the summer it's cool in the summer it's cool
You are always welcome l'm always welcome
Any time of the year any time of the year
My house, if you like your house if i like
Could be yours
Could be mine
Ave Maria
Forgive me
lf before you l don't kneel
Ave Maria
l who won't go on my knees
Ave Maria
Protect me
From misery, evil and the fools
Who rule the world
Ave Maria
Foreigners are everywhere
Ave Maria
Listen to me
Take away the walls between us
Between brothers everywhere
Ave Maria
Watch over me day and night
Ave Maria
Protect me
Guard my love and life
Ave Maria
l feel my life slipping
lnto some unknown world
l feel the crowd receding
When l walk the streets
l'm stripped bare
Stripped bare
This ocean of passion pulsing through my veins
Causes all my madness my loss, my bad luck
Softly l'll plunge into it without a hand to save me
Slowly l will drown without a bit of remorse
You will destroy me you will destroy me
And l'll curse you to my death
You will destroy me
You will destroy me
l could have foreseen from the first day
From the first night you will destroy me
You will destroy me you will destroy me
My sin, my obsession tormenting mad desire
Making a fool of me tearing me apart, haunting me
Little pusher of illusion l live with only one hope
Of seeing your skirt fly past while you sing and dance
You will destroy me you will destroy me
And l'll curse you to my death
You will destroy me you will destroy me
l could have foreseen from the first day
From the first night you will destroy me
You will destroy me you will destroy me
l thought it was the autumn of life and here l am, a young tree again
l thought l was a man of steel far from the heat of flesh
l'm on fire, l'm burning for the eyes of a stranger
That conceal much more mystery than the light of the moon
You will destroy me you will destroy me
And l'll curse you to my death
You will destroy me you will destroy me
l could have foreseen from the first day
From the first night
You will destroy me you will destroy me
You will destroy me
You will destroy me
You will destroy me
You will destroy me
Who is that man
ls it my shadow behind me or a ghost in the night
Why would my shadow
Wear a coat wear a hat
Who are you?
Unmask yourself!
Come closer!
ldentify yourself!
l'm your conscience heed my words
lf you want to escape the gallows
Soldier of the King
Go away from the place
You are about to enter
A soldier of the King l am
But tell me
You who've followed me
Here
Are you not God's servant?
Of course!
Up the street of St. Denis
There is a blessed place
You can see the candles burning as evening falls
There in the middle of the plain
lf you go there once
You'll want it everyday at The Valley of Love Cabaret
At The Valley of Love the girls who serve
Will cater to your desires for pennies
No need for gold nor for jewels
No need for speeches or words of love
Only a few pennies to make love
With the girls who serve in The Valley of Love
Andalusians, Jews and Moors arrive from every port
Travelers and merchants rest there for awhile
Catalonians and Flemish alike blow all their money in one night
The girls who serve
Listen to this minstrel's song
Crying out his lovesickness in The Valley of Love Cabaret
Beat those drums in the neighborhood
Hurry along to The Valley of Love
No danger of falling in Love
With what's under the clothes in The Valley of Love
You wil find under the velvet
Flowers for one night pleasure for one day
When l feel lovesick
l'm off to the Valley of Love
You stay there 'til break of day at The Valley of Love Cabaret
Pardon me girls
l'm waiting for lovely Esmeralda
She saw her destiny in the palm of my hand
North city door on the outskirts
At the crossroads of Popincourt
All the thieves all the rogues
Meet each other at the Valley of Love
Noblemen dishonour themselves
You'll see them drink 'til they're dead drunk
At The Valley of Love the girls who serve
Will cater to your desires for pennies
No need for gold nor for jewels
No need for speeches or words of love
Only a few pennies to make love
With the girls who serve in The Valley of Love
ln the Valley of Love Cabaret
ln the Valley of Love Cabaret
Sensuous
For me voluptuous delight
From this pure body
For me all these delights
Nobody else but me
Will touch you
Black angel of mine
l'll love you in the depths of night
With just one look you set me on fire
Our skins of two colors
Like a burning torch
l'll love you love you even if l die
Take me take me if that's my fate
Let us see let us see if that's your fate
Phoebus
Esmeralda
Fate
Mistress of our destinies
Fate
When you cross our path
Fate prince or pauper
Fate
Queen or prostitute
Fate
You hold our lives in your hand
Fate
Fate
Fate
Tell me about Florence
And the renaissance
Tell me about Bramante
And the Hell of Dante
ln Florence they say
The world is round
And there may be other lands
ln this world
Ships are sailing the oceans now
ln search of the passage to lndia
Luther will write the New Testament
And we're at the dawn of a divided world
A certain Gutemberg
Has changed the face of the earth
With the presses in Nuremburg
That every second print
Poems on paper
Speeches and tracts
Revolutionary ideas
That sweep everything else aside
Small things outnumber big things
Thus literature will be the demise of architecture
Schoolbooks will extinguish cathedrals
The Bible will destroy the church and men will kill God
This will destroy that
Ships are sailing the oceans now
ln search of the passage to lndia
Luther will write the New Testament
And we're at the dawn of a divided world
This will destroy that
This will destroy that
The bells are quiet
The cathedral silent
Quasimodo is miserable
Quasimodo's in love
He hasn't rung the bells
For the last three days
Quasimodo is sad
Quasimodo is mad
Because he's lovesick
These bells l ring
Are my love and lovers
l want them to shout
To sing and cry out
By hail or by thunder
With rain or the the wind
l want them to resound
ln joy as in torment
Those that ring when we are born those that ring when we die
Those that ring everday, every night, every hour
Those that ring when we pray
Those that ring when we cry
Those that ring for the early to rise
For Palm Sunday for Quasimodo
For Christmas and All Saints' Day
For Annunciation for the Resurrection
For Valentine's Day and Good Friday
For celebrations and processions
The most beautiful is for Sunday
New Year's Day, Epiphany and Easter, day of joy
Pentecost with its burning tongues
For the confirmation and for communion
The Angelus and the knell, dies irae dies illa
For Ascension Day and Assumption
For all the hosannas and alleluias
But the ones that l prefer
Of all these iron ladies
Are the Three Marias
They're my dearest friends
There's Little Maria
For children who've just died
There's big Maria
For mariners who set sail
But when l ring the biggest Maria
For lovers to be wed
My heart breaks
l feel like l could die
Seeing them so happy seeing them full of joy
And no woman ever will look into my eyes
Seeing them newly married to watch them fly away