Live for the One I Love
Esmeralda
A million stars light
This beautiful night
This is not a night to die
Let me sing and dance
Beneath the sky
I have such love to give
To give
I want a chance to live
Live
For the one I love
Love
As no one has loved
Give
Asking nothing in return
Free
Free to find my way
Free to have my say
Free to see the day
Be
Like I used to be
Like a wild bird free
With all of life in me
Live
For the one I love
Love
As no one has loved
Give Asking nothing in return
Though this world tears us apart
We’re still together in my heart
I want the world to hear my cry
And even if I have to die
Love will not die
Love will change the world
Live
For the one I love
Love
As no one has loved
Give Asking nothing in return
I’ll love until love wears me away
I’ll die and I know my love will stay
And I know my love will stay
The Age of The Cathedrals
Gringoire
This is a tale that takes its place
In Paris fair, this year of grace
Fourteen hundred eighty-two
A tale of lust, and love so true
We are the artists of the time
We dream in scupture, dream in rhyme
For you we bring our world alive
So something will survive
From nowhere came the age of the cathedrals
The old world began
A new unknown thousand years
For man just has to climb up where ths stars are
And live beyond life
Live in glass and live in stone
Stone after stone, day after day
From year to year, men made their way
Men had built with faith and love
These cathedrals rose above
We troubadours and poets sing
That love is all and everything
We promise you, all human kind
Tomorrow will be fine
From nowhere came the age of the cathedrals
The old world began
A new unknown thousand years
For man just has to climb up where ths stars are
And live beyond life
Live in glass and live in stone
From nowhere came the age of the cathedrals
The old world began
A new unknown thousand years
For man just has to climb up where ths stars are
And live beyond life
Live in glass and live in stone
But it is doom the age of the cathedrals
Barbarians wait
At the gates of Paris fair
Ah let them in, these pagans and these vandals
A wise man once said
In two thousand, this world ends
In two thousand, this world ends
The Refugees
Clopin
We are the strangers here
The refugees
The women and men
Without a home
Oh Notre Dame!
We come and ask of you
Asylum, asylum
We are
The strangers here
The refugees
The women
And men
Without a home
Oh Notre Dame!
We come and ask of you
Asylum, asylum
At Paris gates we stand
Ten thousand in our band
And one day soon we’ll be
A million in this land
We wonder what you’ll do
The day we ask of you
Asylum, asylum
We are
The strangers here
The refugees
The women
And men
Without a home
Oh Notre Dame!
We come and ask of you
Asylum, asylum
We are the down-and-out
Here at the city gates
And all of Paris waits
To see what we’re about
The world will change someday
We’ll make it work some way
When we have come to stay
With you
We are
The strangers here
The refugees
The women
And men
Without a home
We are
The strangers here
The refugees
The women
And men
Without a home
The refugees
Without a home
We are
The strangers here
The refugees
The women
And men
Without a home
We are
The strangers here
The refugees
We are
The strangers here
The refugees
The women and men
Without a home
We are the strangers here
The refugees
The women and men
Without a home
Oh Notre Dame!
We come and ask of you
Asylum, asylum
We are
The strangers here
The refugees
The women
And men
Without a home
Oh Notre Dame!
We come and ask of you
Asylum, asylum
Asylum, asylum
The Bohemienne Song
Esmeralda
Bohemienne
No one knows where my story begins
Bohemienne I was born on a road that bends
Bohemienne, bohemienne
Come tomorrow, I’ll wander again
Bohemienne, bohemienne
Here’s my fate in the lines of my hands
My mother told me tales of Spain
I think that’s where she longed to be
Of mountain bandits she once sang
Andalusia memory
There in the mountains she was free
My mother, father all are gone
And I’ve made Paris be my home
I dream of oceans rolling on
They take my heart where I must come
Andalusia mountain home
Bohemienne
No one knows where my story begins
Bohemienne I was born on a road that bends
Bohemienne, bohemienne
Come tomorrow, I’ll wander again
Bohemienne, bohemienne
Here’s my fate in the lines of my hands
When I was a child in Provence
Barefoot in the hills I dance once
But the gypsy road is long
The road’s so long
Every day I see a new chance
Maybe some road will lead from France
I will follow till I come home
Till I come home
Andalusia’s streams
Run through my blood
Run through my day dreams
Andalusia’s sky
When it calls me
I feel my heart fly
Bohemienne
No one knows where my story begins
Bohemienne I was born on a road that bends
Bohemienne, bohemienne
Come tomorrow, I’ll wander again
Bohemienne, bohemienne
Here’s my fate in the lines of my hands
Here’s my fate in the lines of my hands
Belle
Quasimodo
Belle
Is the only word I know that suits her well
When she dances, oh the story she can tell
A free bird trying out her wings to fly away
And when I see her move, I see Hell to pay
She dances naked in my soul and sleep
won’t come
And it’s no use to pray this prayers to Notre-Dame
Tell
Who’d be the first to raise his hand and throw a stone
I’d hang him high and laugh to see him die alone
Oh Lucifer
Please let me go beyond God’s law
And run my fingers through her hair
Esmeralda
Frollo
Belle
There’s a demon insider her who came from Hell
And he turned my eyes from God, and oh, I fell
He put the heat inside me I’m ashamed to tell
Without my God inside I’m just a burning shell
The sin of Eve she was in her I know so
well
For want of her I know I’d give my soul to sell
Belle
The gypsy girl, is there a soul beneath her skin?
And does she bear that cross of all our human sin?
Oh Notre Dame
Please let me go beyond God’s law
Open the door of love inside
Esmeralda
Phoebus
Belle
Even though her eyes seem to lead us to Hell
She may be more pure, more pure than words can tell
But when she dances feelings come no man can quell
Beneath her rainbow-colored dress there burns the well
My promised one, please let me one more
time be untrue
Before in front of God and man,
I marry you
Who
Would be the man who’d turn from her to save his soul
To be with her I’d let the devil take me whole
Oh Fleur-de-Lys
I am a man who knows no law
I go to open up the rose
Esmeralda
Quasimodo, Frollo and Phoebus
She dances naked in my soul and sleep won’t come
And it’s no use to pray this prayers to Notre-Dame
Tell
Who’d be the first to raise his hand and throw a stone
I’d hang him high and laugh to see him die alone
Oh Lucifer
Please let me go beyond God’s law
And run my fingers through her hair
Esmeralda
My Heart If You Will Swear
Fleur-de-Lys
You mount your horse so straight and fair
You look like you belong here
So strong and right and four square
No other man can compare
Or maybe you don’t really care
Just look for pleasure out there
And always get your share
Is there a heart in you somewhere?
My heart is pure and so rare
If you are hurt I’ll be there
We’ll start again from nowhere
You’ll have my heart if you will swear
You’ll have my heart if you will swear
That you will hang
Esmeralda
I’m not a little girl now
I’ll show you that I know how
I’ll show you how I can be
You think that I am so pure
I tell you don’t be so sure
I can be wild and free
Your words of love are hard to bear
Your promises are thin air
My heart is hard and I don’t care
I’ll leave you hanging out there
Unloose my belt, let down my hair,
Come take if you dare
Your love is all I want to swear
You’ll have my heart if you will swear
You’ll have my heart if you will swear
That you will hang
Esmeralda
You’ll have my heart if you will swear
You’ll have my heart if you will swear
That you will hang
Esmeralda
That you will hang
The Zingara
Torn apart
Phoebus
Torn apart
I am a man divided
Torn apart
I want two women’s love
Two women want my love
I don’t know how to cut
My heart in two
Torn apart
I am a man in pieces
Torn apart
I want two women’s love
Two women want my love
I’m just glad
I have love enough for two
One for the day
The other for the night
One just for now
The other all my life
One for always
Until of the end of time
The other will soon find
My love won’t stay
Torn apart
I am a man divided
Torn apart
I want two women’s love
Two women want my love
And they’ll just have to love
The man I am
Torn apart
I am a man in pieces
Torn apart
I want two women’s love
Two women want my love
Is it my fault that I’m
A normal man
One’s honey sweet
The other has a bite
One’s heaven sent
The other rules the night
And to the one
I swear my love is true
And with the other one
I break the rules
Torn apart
I am a man divided
Torn apart
I want two women’s love
Two women want my love
I don’t know how to cut
My heart in two
Torn apart
I am a man in pieces
Torn apart
I want two women’s love
Two women want my love
I’m just glad
I have love enough for two
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
I am a man divided
Torn apart
I want two women’s love
Two women want my love
I don’t know how to cut
My heart in two
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
The Bells
Quasimodo
The bells that I make ring
There are my loves, they love me well
I want to hear them sing
Loud, as they swing, my pretty bells
In thunder or hail
Or in wind or in rain
Their song will never fail
Singing through joy, singing through
Bells that ring where we’re born
Bells that ring where we die
Bells that ring every day, every night, every hour
Bells that ring where we pray
Bells that ring where we cry
Bells that ring to wake us up when the sun lights the sky
For the feast of Rameaux
For the Quasimodo
For a bright Christmas Day and for the day of All Saints
For Annunciation
For the Resurection
For St-Valentine’s day and for when Good Friday comes
Celebration they sing
All processions they ring
The most beautiful day (it) is the Feast of Our Lord
Days of years, days of Kings
Easter day, my bells ring
And on Pentecost Day they sing with bright tongues of flame
Confirmations they sing
And communions they ring
Bells that toll for our death, Dies Irae, Dies Illa
For Ascension they sing
For Assumption they ring
Bells that bring us
Hosanna and sing Hallelujah
The bells I hold most dear
Of the beauties I have here,
They are my Mary’s three
All best friends to me
And my litlle Mary rings
When children die, she sets them free
And my big Mary rings
When sailors set forth on the sea
But my great Mary sings
When lovers exchange wedding rings
Then something in me always cries
Then something in me always cries
To see their happiness
To see their tenderness
When a woman will not give me a single caress
My bells marry and blend
And take wing on the wind
In the midst of the stard up in the vault of the sky
All the bells that I sound
Kyrie Eleison
Hosanna Allelujah Dies Irae, Dies Illa
Bells that mourn with the sad
Bells that laugh with the glad
All these bells that I have never not once rung out for me
The bells that I make ring
They are my loves, such joy they give
I hope that they will sing
If Esmeralda does still live
To tell the world that Quasimodo loves Esmeralda