A keresés eredménye oldal 2

You're a Hunk

Listen, Paris
The world's most beautiful city is shining
Yes, it's on fire but there is l' amour
She's around here too
That crazy gypsy will be looking for you everywhere
Like an ace of hearts
 
You're a hunk and she likes you
You're one in a million, you're awesome, you're flying
You're handsome and a nice boy
Wherever you go, you rock, okay
 
The others are like puppets
They won't be able to compete with you
You're an illusion, you're dizziness
Wherever you go, you're a hunk, that's out of the question
 
You're a hunk and something more
When you speak, you've got that special something
(Your charge, guys)
You can't compare such nobilty (to anything)
Brother, you're a hunk
 
You're an ancient lil' statue
You're a delicious and fresh appetizer
You're a little croissant
But you don't take anything, you turn back, you're a hunk
 
Call me a narcissist if you want, but Quasi, I feel it
I have a feeling, she's gonna come here for you!
 
Yeah!
You hit! And hunk who?
Like a bell
And you don't step back, you're a hunk, that's why she likes you
A crunchy croissant
Which if she takes a bite of
The job will immediately be done
Look at her, how she's falling fo you
She wants you, she loves you
She knows what it means to be a hunk
(You're awesome, you don't step back and that's what it means to be a hunk)
 

Api Neraka (Hellfire)

[Priests:]
I confess to almighty God.
To Blessed Mary ever-virgin.
To Blessed Michael the Archangel.
To the holy apostles, to all the saints.
 
[Frollo:]
Blessed Maria, you know I am righteous
I am proud of my wisdom
 
[Priests:]
And you, Father...
 
[Frollo:]
Blessed Maria, you know I am true
The people are immoral!
 
[Priests:]
That I have greatly sinned!
 
[Frollo:]
Tell me, Maria,
Why I see her eyes scorching the soul!
 
[Priests:]
In thought...
 
[Frollo:]
I think I see the sun in her hair, blazing and uncontrollable!
 
[Priests:]
Word and deed!
 
[Frollo:]
Like hellfire!
Burning my skin
Desire festers,
Falling in sin...
 
It's not my fault! Do not blame me!
The Gypsy girl made this fire!
It's not my fault! It's God's plan!
He made the Devil stronger than man!
 
Help me, Maria,
From the woman's spell
Don't let the fire scorch me!
Destroy Esmeralda!
Let her taste the fires of hell
Or make her mine!
 
[Guard:]
Minister Frollo, the Gypsy girl has escaped.
 
[Frollo:]
What?
 
[Guard:]
She isn't in the Cathedral. She is lost.
 
[Frollo]
How could it be? Oh, nevermind. Get out of here, you idiot! I'll find her even if I have to burn down all of Paris!
 
Hellfire, darkness
Now, Gypsy, it's your turn!
Choose me, or burn
Belong to me or burn!
 
[Priests:]
Lord, have mercy...
 
[Frollo:]
Have mercy on her,
Have mercy on me,
She is mine, or I burn!*
 

Lord, You´re One Of Us

I don´t know if to Thee will rise
The sound of my warm words
I don´t know if I call you the right way
With my Romani prayer
 
Yes, I know, I´m an outcast
I´m the victim of cruel time
I see your face and I feel
That you´re also one of us
 
Lord, be with the hungry ones
Love them because the world doesn´t
You´re kind to everyone so snuggle us too
Because only you, Lord, you can help us
 
I ask for power
Failure maybe
I want the glory which the Paradise can give me
I want love, now you have it
I know that you, Lord will redeem us
 
I don´t want anything, reveal yourself to others
There are many people worse off me
We´re children of different colors and races
Protect us, please, from the cruelty of time
 
Because you, Lord, are one of us.
 

Hellfire

Confiteor Deo Omnipotenti,
Beatae Mariae semper Virgini,
Beato Michaeli Archangelo,
Sanctis apostolis, omnibus sanctis.
 
Beata Maria,
You know I honour the laws
I higly value my virtue
Et tibit, Pater
Beata Maria,
You know that I am purer
Than the common crowd who needs to be led
Quia peccavi nimis
 
So listen, Maria
Her eyes are taking my breath away
While she is dancing her dark dance
Cogitatione
It stabs my soul
And the beam in her dark hair is scorching
Hopefully it´ll make her insane one day
Verbo et opere
 
There´s flame inside me
Which touches the roofs
This is my end
This is my sin
 
I´m innocent
Mea culpa
I have my honor
Mea culpa
That black witch wants to make me sinful
Mea maxima culpa
 
I have nothing to do with that
Mea culpa
God has his plan
Mea culpa
He knows why the devil rules upon us now
Mea maxima culpa
 
I beg you Maria
Do not renounce me
Protect me from the hellfire
This bad Esmeralda
Should go to hell
Or else let her be mine
Let her be mine
 
As the hell is burning
And cross is my witness
Either you´ll be mine
Or you´ll burn in hell
 
Kyrie Eleison
Don´t forsake her, Lord
Kyrie Eleison
Don´t forsake me, Lord
Kyrie Eleison
Either you want me, or you´ll burn in the fire
 

The Bells Of Notre Dame

Every morning Paris is woken up
By the bells of Notre Dame.
Even fisherman and baker already know the bell
Which rings in the Notre Dame Cathedral.
The big one sounds as a storm,
The small one sings as a quiet psalm.
Some say that Paris has a soul
And this soul is in Notre Dame.
 
The story began in the darkness, upon the river
Near the Notre Dame Cathedral.
Few gypsies were quietly sailing
To the Notre Dame Cathedral.
But suddenly the harbor became a trap,
Such a nightmare, in that darkness there was
The devil, cruel and heartless figure, hard as a metal,
Metal of the bells of Notre Dame.
The judge Frolo
Who wanted to destroy all the evil and sins.
He saw viciousness everywhere
But not in himself.
 
Look at this innocent blood
With what have you defiled the church
And now you want to add this kid´s blood
To your turpitudes.
Lie to yourself or to your faithful ones.
Tell yourself, I have a clean conscience
But you know, you can never hide the truth.
All of your sins will be punished
By our Notre Dame Cathedral.
 
Suddenly this powerful man and leader
Became frightened, maybe for the first time in his life
That his soul may fall down.
 
Just lock him somewhere
Where nobody can see him.
Maybe I willl need him
For some kind of trick.
He´s such a wretch.
 
Those bells of Notre Dame may solve this mystery.
Who is the monster and who is the leader?
Sing bell, bell, bell, bell, bell, bell, bell, the bell of Notre Dame.
 

The bells of Notre Dame

CLOPIN
In the morning when Paris wakes amidst the fog
The bells of Notre Dame ring
When fish are caught and bread is baked
The bells of Notre Dame ring
Bells mighty like a thunder can be heard
And the smaller once delicate like a psalm
The soul of the city is in them and hearts are moved
By their sound
Sound of the bells of Notre Dame
 
CLOPIN
Can you hear them, they ring so wonderfully, no?
Those different tones, different moods
You know, they don't really ring by themselves
 
PUPPET
Don't they?
 
CLOPIN
Oh no, silly
Up there, high
Hight, in the church tower
A misterious bell-ringer lives
Who is it?
 
PUPPET
Who?
 
CLOPIN
Who is he?
 
PUPPET
Who?
 
CLOPIN
Where did he come from?
 
PUPPET
Where?
 
CLOPIN
Silence!
Clopin will tell you everything
This is a tale... a tale about a man
But also about a monster
It was still dark when it happaned
On the coast of Notre Dame
 
PEOPLE
Shut him up
Or they'll find us out
 
WOMAN
Quiet, little one
 
CLOPIN
With the dawn boat slid on the river by Notre Dame
 
MAN
4 goldens for transport to Paris
 
CLOPIN
By this boat the gysies were fleeing
But trap awaited them there
Some baleful horseman and suddenly like groan of terror was
Sound of the bells of Notre Dame
Judge Frollo wishes to free the world from filth
So he gladly fights off vice all around him
But not in himself
 
FROLLO
Take these leeches to the Palace of Justice
 
GUARD
What do you have there?
 
FROLLO
Already stole something,
Take it away from her!
 
CLOPIN
But no!
 
WOMAN
Please, give me sanctuarty!
 
FROLLO
It's a baby?!
It's a monster!
 
ARCHDEACON
Stop!
 
FROLLO
It's a cursed demon
I'm sending it back to hell
Where is his place
 
ARCHDEACON
God witnessed enough of spilled blood today
under cathedral of Notre Dame
 
FROLLO
It's not my fault, she run, I followed her
 
ARCHDEACON
You would spill the blood of a child as well
under cathedral of Notre Dame
 
FROLLO
My conscience is clear
 
ARCHDEACON
You can listen to your pitiful flatterers
If you wish to lie to yourself
But always and everywhere this gaze will pierce you
Gaze of the eyes of Notre Dame
 
CLOPIN
And this once in his life
Only this time alone
Frollo felt fear in his heart
Though his heart was like a stone
 
FROLLO
What am I to do?
 
ARCHDEACON
Take the child
Raise it as your own
 
FROLLO
What?
I am to be burdenned by this monster?
Very well
But he'll live here
In your cathedral
 
ARCHDEACON
In the cathedral?
Where?
 
FROLLO
Wherever you want
Let him be stuck here forever
Where noone can see him
In the bell tower for instance
And who knows
Lord works in mysterious ways
Maybe investment will pay off when my enemies
Try to hatch
A plot right here
 
CLOPIN
And so Frollo gave the child a cruel name
Which means more or less barely human
Quasimodo...
Here is a riddle
Guarded by the world
Ring the bells of Notre Dame
Who is the monster
And who is the man?
Sound of bells, sound, sound, sound, sound, sound, sound, sound.... of bells of Notre Dame
 

Dance on the Rope

[The gypsy king:]
Take Paris
Ragged vagabonds
It keeps poor dogs
Many things
Instead of murdering
As in other places
Here life is like...
A dance on the Rope
 
[The gypsy chorus:]
Take Paris
Ragged vagabonds
There are rules
We are bounded by them
 
[The gypsy king:]
Paris shows us gypsies
A few important roles too
 
[The gypsy chorus:]
Paris shows us gypsies
A few important roles too
 
[The gypsy king:]
And if we play the roles well
They leave us alone
 
[The gypsy chorus:]
And if we play the roles well
They leave us alone
 
[The gypsy king:]
The roles are: the begger
Half-starved and helpless
[two]
The street artist in turmoil
 
[The gypsy chorus:]
A true artist
 
[The gypsy king:]
Role three: the scapegoat
On this one they place the blame
For suffering and disaster
When they do not applaud us
Donate or take pity
Their bones rarely stay healthy
 
[The gypsy chorus (Women):]
The wire is chep
 
[The gypsy chorus (Men):]
The falls is deep
 
[The gypsy king:]
Like dancing on the rope
Take Paris, Esmeralda
 
The gypsy chorus:]
Take Paris before you
 
[The gypsy king:]
Of your dance falls
Every man in
 
The gypsy chorus: (Men)]
Esmeralda!
 
[The gypsy king:]
With your look, Esmeralda
Can you here
Be very useful to us
 
[Esmeralda:]
Take Paris, Esmeralda
Don't interrupt
It's not so bad here
I'll hold my mouth
Also if it is hard
I'm not gonna fight
For others anymore
[The gypsy king:]
Take care of Paris, scumbag
 
[Gypsies:]
Nehmt euch Paris vor.
 
[Esmeralda:]
Will I finally find a home here?
 
[All Gypsies:]
We are home here
 
[Esmeralda:]
I would like to stay here forever
 
[All Gypsies:]
We are home
 
[Esmeralda:]
When i get angry...
 
[All Gypsies:]
We are finally home
 
[Esmeralda:]
I will not show it
 
[All Gypsies:]
We are home
 
[All with Esmeralda:]
With charm and
Cleverness and shows
Let's balance on the straight rope
Of life
 
[The gypsy king:]
And goes everything fine
Then we celebrate a miracle night
 
[All:]
And If today everything goes fine
Then we celebrate a miracle night
 
[The gypsy king:]
But maybe blood flows
as usual
when you make us tinder
 
[All:]
No matter what you do:
Mabye it crashes
 
[The gypsy king:]
But whatever comes
We have to dare
Get out with you,
And take part like everybody else
 
[Esmeralda & Gypsies:]
We all take part
 
[All:]
At the dance on the rope
 
[Esmeralda, Gypsies & The gypsy chorus:]
Take Paris
There is a lot to give
But beware!
The Parisian life
 
[Esmeralda, Gypsies & The gypsy chorus:]
You must always
Balance, because
 
[All:]
Survival is a
Dance on the rope!
 

Help the outcasts

Esmeralda:
I don't know,
If you can hear me.
If yes, if it depends
If also a gypsy girl
Can pray to you.
 
Yes, I know, I'm avoided
The world despises me
But I look at you and ask myself
Were you unwanted like me?
 
Help the outcast.
You look into their heart.
Nobody else feels and
Understand their pain
 
See the outcasts,
In the shadow of the light.
Give them hope,
Otherwise they have nothing
 
Ensemble:
God make me rich
God give me power
God give me honor,
God, take care of me
Love that stays
Luck that exists
I ask you, God
To bless my way.
 
Esmeralda:
God, I demand
Nothing for me
Because so many others
are weaker than me
 
Us homeless
Despised here
Are we not all
The children of you
 
Help the outcasts,
Children of God.
 
Children of you
 

Fiatal & Veszedelmes

(Hustle)
Ay... Ay...
Szeretem ezt az életet
 
Ay... Ay...
Szeretem ezt az életet
 
1 (Kill)
Egyike azon napoknak, ami ma velem történt
A felfordulás megvolt, a festéket végigöntöttem az utadon
Nem tudták megmondani nekem, hogy az utolsó számlát póstázták, vagy hová ment
Ettől sikoltozni kezdtek, ezért magamra hagytak
 
Pre(Kill)
Nyújtottam a nyakam, válaszokért kutatva
Kikerültem a töltényt, mer' táncos vagyok
Kértem hadd lássam, bárki is legyen
De ők azt mondták veszedelmes, fiatal & hires
 
(Hustle) 2x
Senki se mondta hogy
Senki se mondta miért
Magam útján kell tennem
De ezt szeretem az életben
 
2 (Hustle)
A vasúti sin mindkét oldalán nőttem fel
Feldobhatsz egy érmét, én akkor emelek
Lefektetem a gondolataim majd visszajátszom
Van ajándékom az Istentől majd visszaadom
Ha nincs is semmim, azt sose veheted el
Nincstelenek célozgatnak, de mire céloznak?
A célpont a hátamon van? Az öreglányok az ölemben?
Én hater állón pörgök minden nap, ahol tartok ez tény
 
(Hustle) 2x
Senki se mondta hogy
Senki se mondta miért
Magam útján kell tennem
De ezt szeretem az életben
 
Break (Hustle)
Fiatal & Hires (ismételten)
 
Pre(Kill)
Nyújtottam a nyakam, válaszokért kutatva
Kikerültem a töltényt, mer' táncos vagyok
Kértem hadd lássam, bárki is legyen
De ők azt mondták veszedelmes, fiatal & hires
 
(Hustle) 2x
Senki se mondta hogy
Senki se mondta miért
Magam útján kell tennem
De ezt szeretem az életben
 
(Hustle) (Ismételten)
Ay... Ay...
Szeretem ezt az életet
 

God, your children

I do not know if you want to hear it and if you also exists
I do not know if such a god loves Gypsies like me
We do not belong to outcasts and outlaws
But I see in your eyes: you too were outcast
 
God, your children beg you
Show the mercy they never knew
Give them strength to understand this world
God, your children, they want to see you
 
I pray for luck! I'm fighting for money!
I pray for glory and much glory in the world!
Oh, dear God, show me the way!
I pray for love, give me your blessing!
 
God, I do not ask for anything
But I know so many, much poorer than me
Hungry, despised, hated, harassed
Did you forget? We depend on you!
 
God, your children are hanging on to you!
 

God be merciful

Versions: #2
I don’t know if you listen
If you can hear me
Don’t know if it is any use
To turn to you
Yes i know i’m a gyspy
I should be silent now
But i look and you and think
Where you once an outcast, also you
 
God be merciful, just for a while
Help them that lives of the bottom of society
God be merciful, give the humans worth
Show them the care, they refuse them here
 
I ask for gold, i ask for power
i ask for glory and wisdom and splendor
A carefree life, yes more then that
My god, bless and carry me forever
 
I demand nothing, i find way
But many are not as strong as I
Help us down here, to understand
You care about us, big as small
God be merciful, to your small
 

God help the outcasts

I don't think you want to hear me
For I am a gypsy
I don't think I know, how to beg you
I can not see you.
 
I always imagined myself
I do not live with virtue
I see your face and I wonder
What did you do?
 
God helps you, live with faith,
Mercy they ask of you, they want to see love
Look at my people, they trust you
The outcasts pray to live
 
What should I do to be famous?
Look with glory where it is
I want love to own
I ask God with faith my blessings
 
I do not ask for anything, I know how to survive
But there are many others that are not like that
Save my people from their terrible fate
I think they are all children of God
 
God's children are outcasts
 

Hearts without homes

I don't even know if you listen to me
If you are even there
In the sky or on the side of the road
I do not pray for me
They say i'm just a little
But if i remember right
For you it was not all pink
and misery on the way
 
Like the poor bells that the wind carries
Fists in the pockets punished them with life
And their hands cling to hope fled
 
You gave a little help
To those who have the good life
But now they repel us
It scares them rags
And rage in the heart
 
Let those poor bells run away, let us curse
The nothings in the pockets punished them for life
There's something wrong with beggars
And their hands cling to hope fled
 
I do not blame you but look here
And ring the bells for all the banished
 

God be merciful

I don't know if you listen
If you can hear me
Don't know if it's any use
To turn to you
They say to me i'm an outcast
I should be silent now
But I look at you and think
Were you also outcasted, also you
 
Gud be merciful, just for a while
Help the ones that lives on the bottom of society
Gud be merciful, give the humans worth
Show them the care
They refuse them here
 
I demand nothing, I find way
But many are not as strong as I
So god be merciful
And give them your worth
They are also
All god's children
 
Is there a speciel reason for
The fate that we have recieved
For that the ones that miss nothing
They fear us
Avoid us
Are always to small
 
God be merciful, against big and small
Help us find the way we are supposed to walk
Adversity and penury can turn off every hope
You who created us
Hear our cry
 
The miserable, the weak
Who search for your worth
They are also
All god's children
 

God your children

I do not know if you want to hear it and you exists
I do not know if such a god loves Gypsies like me
We do not belong to outcasts and outlaws
But I see in your eyes, you were an outcast too
 
God, your children are imploring you
Show them the mercy they never knew
They need the power to understand this world
God, your children they want to see you
 
God, I do not ask for anything
But I know so many much poorer than me
Hungry despised hated harassed
Did you forget we are hanging on you
 
I do not know if your blessing
Applies to all people
But allow me to question
God say who should bear this
 
God, your children they only know anger
And sometimes they wish they were never born
Tired desperate do not give up
Or listen to the children or you'll kick them out
 
We hope we pray
We need you here
Did you forget
We are hanging on you
 

Out There (Hetalia Multilanguage)

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Spending one day there with them
Out there, there in the sunshine
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Outside
Strokes the warm sun
My skin
If I can get to live
When I see the peole of down there.
 
Among milers and painters living their lives
Without being locked up or restrained
Everyday I can hear their argumenting and quarrelling
They have forgotten the gift God gave them
I would, if I were like you/her enjoying the moment
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Outside
That would be blissful
A bit of walking
 
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The innocence here
 
Without looking back
without asking for anything else
I'll have spent one day
Out There!
 

May god help with his mercy

I don't know if you can hear me
I don't know if you're there.
My prayer is so humble
How can I speak to you?
But you've got a human face
of blood, crying and light.
If I am only a gypsy
More outcast you were.
 
May god help with his mercy
the outcasts in their loneliness
All my people in whom will they trust?
God help us
or nobody will
 
(I ask for faith, I ask for power)
(I ask for glory, fame and knowledge)
(I ask for love, and for health)
(I ask for god only to bless me)
 
I ask for nothing, only to go on
But there are those who can't just live
Give my people your blessing
Keep those children in your heart
Also my people are children of God
 

There

Frollo:
That world is wicked and cruel
You don't have any other friends at all
I'll always be with you
 
Keep you with me, read, feed, dress you
See your face without fear
I can't protect you
If you're not with me at all
Forever
 
Remember what I have taught you, Quasimodo
 
You are ugly
 
Quasimodo:
I am ugly
 
Frollo:
And deformed
 
Quasimodo:
I'm deformed
 
Frollo:
And that's the reason why nobody wants to be with you
You can not understand
 
Quasimodo:
And that's why I will stay
 
Frollo:
There you are a big monster
 
Quasimodo:
A big monster
 
Frollo:
I only see mockery and contempt there
 
Quasimodo:
That's right, a monster
 
Frollo:
Why are you the target of mockery and astonishment?
Stay here and just thank me
 
Quasimodo:
I thank you
 
Frollo:
Just thank me
 
Quasimodo:
I thank you
 
Frollo:
I bring and grant shelter
So
 
Frollo & Quasimodo:
Stay with me
 
Quasimodo:
You are good to me, I am sorry
 
Frollo:
You're forgiven but remember Quasimodo: this is your sanctuary
 
Quasimodo:
My sanctuary...
 
I stay to the shelter of church behind the stone railings
Looking at the people wandering below me
I'm watching them all day from my hideaway
Miss what life could give me
 
They don't know me at all
I know every each one of them
I hope that a day will come that I can spend
With them
If I could be
 
And a new world would open up to me
If I'd just get one day
I'm only asking for one, I'd always remember it
 
Opens up, if I'd just get it, could I?
I would give anything
If I'd just get one day
 
I'd walk there where the citizens of the land walk
I'm always following them from my tower
I share fights and their reconciliations by my gaze with them
They can't understand how lucky they are at all
 
If I could be with them
It would be the biggest treasure of all
 
And a day, could I get that for once?
A morning will open one day
And I'm like a human being
When one day the gates will open
I get a day, if I don't
Ask for anything else
Never
I can bear that, forever
If I just get tomorrow
If I just get one day
 
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Bless the poor

Lyrics:
Can you hear me? Are you anywhere?
You might just not be listening to me, since I am a a Gypsy.
I know that I am an outcast, not having any rights, not ought to mate,
Yet I wonder if you once were an outcast, too.
 
Bless the poor, who have been suffering ever since,
May you just show them a little mercy?
May you, god, help us, who keep waiting,
If only you could descend, so that we have somebody to rely on.
 
I desire for wealth, I desire for fortune,
I desire to be seen as a mighty person,
I desire for true love, as great as the sky,
I beg you, god and the angels to bless me.
 
So far, I endured any sorrow, without any hope,
Please look at the many people who are weary and weak,
Please, bless the poor people with no bounty,
Help the people in trouble, I beg you father.
 
Mercy be upon the poor, with weary hearts.
 

Viszlát

[Verse 1]
Itt az ideje,
hogy elbúcsúzzak.
Jól van ez így.
Már milliószor próbáltam
megcsókolni
az ürességet,
és a magamévá tenni.
 
[Verse 2]
Maradnom kellett volna,
de már ezerszer elmentem.
Megnyertem a harcaimat,
amikről semmi se tudott semmit.
Teljesen egyedül
az űr csapdájában
nem láthattam a fényt.
Viszlát.
 
[Chorus 1]
Miért nem látod a szépséget, amely mindenhol körülvesz téged?
Miért nem érzed az örömöt az apróságokban melyeket az emberek megosztanak
és mindazt a boldogságot amelyek egyébként semmibe sem kerülnek?
Nyisd ki a szíved, fogadd be a szeretetet és maradj velem.
 
[Bridge]
Kérlek
ne félj.
Hallom ahogy sírsz.
Ne sírj.
 
[Chorus 2]
Mindannyiunknak látni kellene a szépségét azokban az értékes ajándékokban, melyek a sajátunk,
mert mindenki megérdemli az előrehaladás erejét.
Ne add fel, ne kerülj a padlóra, ne higgy a hazugságokban.
Nem számít milyen esélyeket kapsz, kérlek ne búcsúzz.
 
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The bells of Notre Dame (reprise)

When the bells ring, the bells question
In the sky of Notre-Dame
Is the man a monster or the monster a man?
And the bells ring, ring, ring, ring…
 
Heaven sounds the alarm, hell spits flames
When the bells bewitch our souls
They chime in Notre-Dame
 

A song from Notre-Dame (reprise)

So guess a riddle, try if you can
The bells chime in Notre-Dame
Who becomes a monster and who a man, then?
The bells ring, ring, ring, ring…
 
The bells, hear them bewitch, they do
Telling everything once again
In a song from Notre-Dame
 

Bells of Notre Dame

[CONGREGATION]
Morning in Paris
The city awakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
The fisherman fishes
The baker-man bakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
 
To the big bells as loud as the thunder
To the little bells soft as a psalm
And some say the soul of
The city's the toll of
The bells
The bells of Notre Dame
 
Long years ago did this story begin
In this place of Notre Dame
Two orphan brothers were both taken in
By the grace of Notre Dame
 
[FROLLO]
Claude, the older, who cared for his brother
 
[JEHAN]
Young Jehan, full of beauty and charm
 
[BOTH]
And they lived and they grew
And awoke to the music
Of bells
 
[CONGREGATION]
The bells of Notre Dame
 
Kyrie Eleison
 
[FROLLO]
Oh, dear brother
'Neath these arches and this sacred dome
 
CHORUS:
Kyrie Eleison
 
[FROLLO]
We are blessed to find our sanctuary
And our home
 
[CONGREGATION]
Righteous Claude Frollo
Was ever more drawn
Like a son to Notre Dame
 
[JEHAN]
Not like his profligate brother Jehan
Who'd have none of Notre Dame
 
[CONGREGATION]
Though as brothers they loved one another
Frollo watched in despair and alarm
As Jehan who grew more wild
And defied and defiled
All the laws
The laws of Notre Dame
 
CHORUS:
Kyrie Eleison
 
[FATHER DUPIN]
You must leave, Jehan
This holy refuge where you've dwelled
 
CHORUS:
Kyrie Eleison
 
[JEHAN, spoken]
Leave? But, Father...
 
[FATHER DUPIN]
Sorry, Claude, but I've no choice
Your brother is expelled
 
[FROLLO, spoken]
And Frollo didn't hear from his brother for several years
 
[CONGREGATION]
Meanwhile
Frollo ascended uncommonly fast
Through the ranks of Notre Dame
Till he was named the Archdeacon at last
And gave thanks to Notre Dame
And then one doleful day got a message
 
[FROLLO]
And the name that it bore was 'Jehan'
 
[CONGREGATION]
And concealing his face
Frollo stole to a place
Far away
Away from Notre Dame
 
[FROLLO, spoken]
Jehan! Let me take you back. I'll bring you home
 
[FROLLO]
Brother, dearest, come with me
Where we will find a remedy
And Notre Dame once more will be
Your sanctuary
 
Healing you will be my goal
Not just your body but your soul
We'll be together in our
Holy sanctuary
 
[JEHAN, spoken]
Enough, Claude! It's too late for me, anyway. But if you have truly discovered charity at this late date, there is someone you can help
 
[FROLLO, spoken]
A baby? Yours? Oh - a monster! It's God's judgment on you! The wicked shall not go unpunished!
 
[JEHAN, spoken]
I should have known. I was a fool to think that you would look after him
 
[FROLLO, spoken]
Look after him? Me?
 
[JEHAN, spoken]
He has nobody else. Take him. If you can find it in your heart
 
[FROLLO, spoken]
Jehan...Jehan?!
 
(Baby cries)
 
CHORUS:
Dies irae
Dies illa
Solvet saeclum
In favilla
 
Kyrie eleison
 
[CONGREGATION]
And the saints regarded Frollo
From their stone facade
 
CHORUS:
Kyrie eleison
 
[CONGREGATION]
And he felt their gaze
As if it were the eyes of God
 
[FROLLO, spoken]
Oh, Lord, you've sent me a test. This child is my cross to bear. I may not have saved my brother, but I will save this...thing
 
[FROLLO]
See this lonesome creature
From whom lesser men would flee
I will keep and care for him
And teach him at my knee
To think like me
 
[CONGREGATION, spoken]
And Frollo gave the child a name. A cruel name that means 'half-formed...'
 
[FROLLO, spoken]
Quasimodo!
 
[CONGREGATION]
Now here is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Notre Dame
 
[QUASIMODO]
What makes a monster
And what makes a man
 
[CONGREGATION]
Sing the bells, bells, bells
Bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells of Notre Dame
 
Enchanted by a spell, I fell in love with you-

The sounds of Notre Dame

A new day is born,
Paris wakes up with the sounds of Notre Dame.
The fish are stinging, the oven is already open
with the sounds of Notre Dame.
 
The bigger bells are pealing,
The little ones are mild as a psalm.
The people of Paris say that their spirit is the sound,
the sound of Notre Dame
 
It's night and you feel uneasy,
but for the docks of Notre Dame,
Four gypsies slip beneath the docks of Notre Dame.
They have fired a gypsy trap
and now look with slippery eyes.
 
The mysterious rider that emerges from the dark of the docks,
the docks of Notre Dame.
It was in Frollo punishment of the wicked of heart or skin.
He saw corruptions everywhere,
but never in it.
 
Look at the blood that spilled a moment ago,
by the steps of Notre Dame.
You want to add blood from an innocent child,
on the steps of Notre Dame?
 
You can lie and deceive those who follow you,
you swear you did no harm,
but you can not escape or you can hide from the sound of the eyes,
of these great eyes of Notre Dame
 
The words have been braked,
Frollo feels the certain fear, that God sees him closely.
I want to make sure (he) never gets out of here,
poor creature but God knows that a monster like this can help me.
 
Here there's the riddle to see if you understand the signs of Notre Dame,
who does the monster and who who does the human?
Under the sounds of Notre Dame
 

Heaven's Light

A fond couple
Don't know the night is deep
 
A bright light surrounds them
Is it heaven's light?
 
I envy them that bright light
It's a dream to me
 
This ugly face
Will never be touched by heaven's light
 
But I saw a kind angel today
And she kissed my cheek
 
I think she may love me
And as I ring the bell tonight
 
The belfry becomes bright
Is it because of heaven's light?
 

The Outcasts

[Esmeralda]
I don't know if you can hear me
If so, then it depends
If even a gypsy girl
Can pray to you
 
Yes, I know that I am ostracized
The world despises me
But I see you and feel
Once you were hated like me
 
Help the outcasts
You see into their hearts
No one else feels and
Knows their pain
 
See the outcasts
In the light's shadow
Defend the outcasts
Because else you defend nothing
 
[Quasimodo:]
Help the outcasts
You see into their hearts
No one else feels and
Knows their pain
 
[Religious people:]
I ask for glory
I ask for power
I ask for honour, for prestige and splendour
For the happiness of love
On every path
I ask you, God
To bless my works
 
[Esmeralda:]
I ask for nothing
I manage
But so many others
Are worse than bad
 
Protect my friends
From poverty and derision
We are all
The children of God
 
[Quasimodo:]
Help the outcasts
 
[Esmeralda:]
Defend the outcasts, children of God
 
[Quasimodo:]
Children of God
 
[Esmeralda & Quasimodo:]
Children of God
 

Esmeralda's prayer

I don't know if you hear me
But I beg for answers
I don't know if you would listen
To the prayer I've got
 
Yes, I know I am too simple
I should be left outside
But when see your glare, I think that
Maybe you hear me after all
 
God, help the people who are in need
Show them your love and give them your support
God, help my people now, the short moment they exist
God, help the forgotten, I think you want that
 
I beg for strength, I beg for answers
I beg for light over the name I've got
Love's prayer is all I ask for
I want God's all angels to watch over me
 
I beg for the others, who are left outside
I beg from my heart and believe that you hear
Help my people, when they're suffering right now
All of us are children here, our father is you
You are the only one who can help the forgotten
 
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Everything is Topsy Turvy* Part 2

Ladies and gentleman, no reason to panic! We asked for the ugliest face in Paris, and there you have it: Quasimodo, the Hunchback of Notre Dame!
 
All together!
 
We didn't have this kind of celebration in a long time!
(Hail to the king!)
All of Paris is dancing,
Going wild here...
(Oh, what a king...)
Whoever's ugly can climb the stage,
(Girls, kisses!)
And we'll crown the King of Fools.
 
There never was one like him before because...
It's the day where sins are allowed,
While they're forbidden on the rest of the weekdays,
The wine flows like water,
The joy rises to the sky,
And everybody drinks with no restrictions...
 
Yes, this is the highlight,
We've crowned the King of Fools!
 
Everything is topsy turvy!
The ugliness is king today...
It's the Feast of Fools!
 

Everything is Topsy Turvy* Part 1

All of you, come here!
Ignore all your jobs,
Ignore all the rules.
 
All of you, come here!
Take your kids with you,
No prayers or schools,
For today is the Feast of Fools!
 
We didn't have this kind of celebration in a long time,
The craziness rules, everything is unintelligible,
Everyone's a king, everyone's a clown,
All of Paris is here today...
 
Once a year the demon here gets released,
Everything's allowed and no one suffers,
You can mock the priests,
Because it's the Feast of Fools!
 
Everything is topsy turvy!
'Goy wine' will be spilled here!
Everything is topsy turvy!
Every clown is a king today!
 
A wreath of thorns is a crown of rulers,
That's how it is on the Feast of Fools!
 
Everything is topsy turvy!
Beat the drums and the cymbals!
Everything is topsy turvy!
We'll lend a hand to every thief!
 
From the ends of the land they all come,
Robbers, criminals,
Along with the salvation army,
All here to celebrate the Feast of Fools!
 
All of you, come here!
Hurry up 'cause now's the time
For love and romance.
 
All of you, come here!
Because on this stage will dance
A very pretty girl,
Her name is Esmeralda...
Dance!
 
And now, ladies and gentleman,
Le pièce de résistance!
 
Here it is, the moment you've been waiting for,
And soon enough you'll listen to its story,
Your whole body will sore from laughter,
When we crown the King of Fools!
Y'all remember the last King?
 
Oh, so everybody make a frightening face,
And you'll have a chance and a future,
For the ugliest one will be the King of Fools!
Why?
 
Everything is topsy turvy!
And everyone is welcome here!
Everything is topsy turvy!
And you might be crowned King!
 
Distortions are actually an advantage,
They can help you become royal!
 

Hellfire

Holy Mary, you know that I am honest
I am proud of my chastity
Holy Mary, you know that I am purer
Than the low-minded and bad crowd
 
So, tell me, Mary,
How it comes that I see her
And a burning fire ignites me
I see her and the light from her dark hair
Burns me and then I lose control
The hell in flame urges me to fall into sin
The wish which burns makes me guilty
 
It's not my fault, I'm sinless
It's just her spell which is continuously deceiving me
It's not my fault, that God
Wants to have a try on my innocent soul
Holy Mary, help me to fight
Against the fire which caught my existence
And give Esmeralda the eternal and hard damnation
Or make her be mine and only mine.
 
- Sir, the gipsy has evaded!
- What?
- She's not in the church! She's gone!
- But how? Never mind, get out, you dumb! I will find her, I will find her even though I have to burn the entire Paris!
 
And may the flames burn
It's your turn now
Choose or may you not have peace anymore!
Because there is mercy, oh Lord! We ask for mercy, oh Lord!
I want her to be mine or she will burn to ash!
 

Esmeralda's Prayer

Can you hear me, the most gracious?
Tell me are you there?
In your kindness, will you listen
what resides in my heart?
Maybe you think: you pauper,
how dare you speak to me?
I see your face and and I think
that you were a pauper too
 
God, give bread to the paupers every day
To those who are despised, give paradise at least after death
God, give hope to the poor 'cause
If you fail, who will save them?
 
(Choir)
Give me might,
give me fame,
give me appreciation for the rest of my days.
I want love, give me it,
And I want God to save my soul
 
I don't ask for anything, who cares about this?
When there are so many people poorer than me around...
God, give your children hope 'cause
If you fail, who will save them?
Save those who know the bottom of despair...
 

An Angel, To Me

I dream always, always,
of the shape of sweethearts
it seems as if the two of us are happy,
but I met in heaven
 
My body can't wake up
If someday my wishes could be permitted
I want to love
 
But today an angel gave me
a kiss on the cheek
with this happiness I ring the bells
to that person's origin
 
Tonight an angel
gave me a smile
 

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