The Bells Of Notre Dame Songtext

ClopinMorning in Paris, the city awakesTo the bells of Notre DameThe fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakesTo the bells of Notre DameTo the big bells as loud as the thunderTo the little bells soft as a psalmAnd some say the soul of the city'sThe toll of the bellsThe bells of Notre DameListen, they're beautiful, no?So many colors of sound, so many changing moodsBecause you know, they don't ring all by themselves- They don't? -No, silly boy.Up there, high, high in the dark bell towerlives the mysterious bell ringer.Who is this creature - Who? -What is he? - What? -How did he come to be there - How? -Hush, and Clopin will tell youIt is a tale, a tale of a man and a monster.Dark was the night when our tale was begunOn the docks near Notre DameMan #1Shup it up, will you!Man #2We'll be spotted!GypsyHush, little one.ClopinFour frightened gypsies slid silently underThe docks near Notre DameMan #3Four guilders for safe passage into ParisClopinBut a trap had been laid for the gypsiesAnd they gazed up in fear and alarmAt a figure whose clutchesWere iron as much as the bellsMan #4Judge Claude FrolloClopinThe bells of Notre DameChorusKyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)ClopinJudge Claude Frollo longedTo purge the worldOf vice and sinChorusKyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)ClopinAnd he saw corruptionEv'rywhereExcept withinFrolloBring these gypsy vermin to the palace of justiceGuardYou there, what are you hiding?FrolloStolen goods, no doubt. Take them from herClopinShe ranChorusDies irae, dies illa (Day of wrath, that day)Solvet saeclum in favilla (Shall consume the world in ashes)Teste David cum sibylla (As prophesied by David and the sibyl)Quantus tremor est futurus (What trembling is to be)Quando Judex est venturus (When the Judge is come)GypsySanctuary, please give us sanctuaryFrolloA baby? A monster!ArchdeaconStop!ClopinCried the ArchdeaconFrolloThis is an unholy deamon.I'm sending it back to hell, where it belongs.ArchdeaconSee there the innocent blood you have spiltOn the steps of Notre DameFrolloI am guiltless. She ran, I pursued.ArchdeaconNow you would add this child's blood to your guiltOn the steps of Notre DameFrolloMy conscience is clearArchdeaconYou can lie to yourself and your minionsYou can claim that you haven't a qualmBut you never can run fromNor hide what you've done from the eyesThe very eyes of Notre DameChorusKyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)ClopinAnd for one time in his liveOf power and controlChorusKyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)ClopinFrollo felt a twinge of fearFor his immortal soulFrolloWhat must I do?ArchdeaconCare for the child, and raise it as your ownFrolloWhat? I'd be settled with this misshapen ...?Very well. Let him live with you, in your church.ArchdeaconLive here? Where?FrolloAnywhereJust so he's kept locked awayWhere no one else can seeThe bell tower, perhapsAnd who knows, our Lord works in mysterious waysEven this foul creature mayYet prove one day to beOf use to meClopinAnd Frollo gave the child a cruel nameA name that means half-formed, QuasimodoNow here is a riddle to guess if you canSing the bells of Notre DameWho is the monster and who is the man?Clopin and ChorusSing the bells, bells, bells, bellsBells, bells, bells, bellsBells of Notre Dame