Notre-Dame de Paris Page #2

Season #1 Episode #1

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Phoebus:

You say that I don't know, but when you look at me.

Your eyes have such a glow; I know how it will be.

Fleur-de-Lys:

So look no more for love.

Phoebus:

Love is you.

Fleur-de-Lys:

Love's all I am made of.

Phoebus:

Oh so true.

Fleur-de-Lys:

The sun will shine above on our love the day I marry you.

Phoebus:

I'll find you in the night, when all the moonlight streams.

Will cover you in light, and I will touch my dreams.

Fleur-de-Lys:

And all the words you'll say, will fill my heart with fire.

As night turns into day, I'll do all you desire.

Phoebus & Fleur-de-Lys:

So look no more for love, love is you.

Loves all I am made of, Oh so true.

The sun will shine above on our love the day I marry you.

The sun will shine above on our love the day I marry you.

The day I marry you.

The Feast Of Fools

Gringoire:

and Ensemble.

The feast of fools, the feast of fools.

The feast of fools, the feast of fools.

I'll show you how to run, this noble feast of fool.

I know we'll have some fun, I'll show you all the rules.

The feast of fools, the feast of fools.

Pick out the ugliest, amongst the faces here.

The worst face is the best, the face that children fear.

Of all the ones who try, the one who make us sick.

From lips to nose to eye that's who we'll have to pick.

The king of fools, the king of fools.

That's who we'll have to pick, that's who we'll have to pick

The king 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.

Those eyes that nose so thick, that tongue that hangs and licks.

The face that makes us sick, that's who we'll have to pick.

The king of fools, the king of fools.

That's who we'll have to pick, that's who we'll have to pick.

The king of fools.

The ringer of the bells, that hump upon his back.

That face right out of hell, Quasimodo we like.

It's Esmeralda's name that makes his poor heart tick.

He's twisted deaf and lame that's who we'll have to pick

The king of fools, the king of fools.

That's who we'll have to pick, that's who we'll have to pick.

Quasimodo!

That's who we'll have to pick, that's who we'll have to pick.

The king of fools

That's who we'll have to pick, that's who we'll have to pick.

Quasimodo! The king of fools!

The King Of Fools

Quasimodo:

Little girls, don't come laughing in my tracks.

On this day you can't attack, Quasimodo the hunchback.

The people choose, the king of fools.

We celebrate today, the festival of kings.

And for today they say I can have anything.

Will you love me, Esmeralda?

Will you love me?

But I won't do, Esmeralda.

I'm not for you, you look right through.

The king of fools.

The king of fools.

The king of fools.

The Sorceress

Frollo:

Be aware she is not one of us.

She's a bohemienne and sorceress.

She's unclean she's a creature of lust.

And she wanders obscene with a dark hair like fur.

It is a mortal sin if you watch her.

That's why we must cage her up.

Where her evil won't disrupt.

All the pure souls that come here to worship at Notre dame.

Tonight, we'll wait for her as she goes by, and we'll take her away.

We will lock her up in a tower high, and we'll teach her to pray.

Our Jesus Christ will lead her on, and mother mary holy one.

Quasimodo:

You know, anything you will ask I'll do, I'll do it all for you.

What do you want me to do, Don't you know what you want me to do.

I'll do it all for you, I'll do it all for you!

The Foundling

Quasimodo:

You who gathered me in, kept me close as your kin.

You who heard me cry, abandoned to die.

By those who will not stay, having brought today; A monster.

You who watched while I grew, my suffering you knew.

You who always stood guard, when the world was so hard.

And the greatest of things, you let me be him who rings; The bells.

But you who taught me so much, to speak and read and write.

I never can catch sight, of your thoughts in the light.

A dog obeys his master's call, whatever you say I will do it all.

A dog obeys his master's call, whatever you say, I will do it all.

The Doors Of Paris

Gringoire:

The doors of Paris close, and in the streets the darkness grows.

The night takes of her clothes, and laughs and cries and wakes all our desires.

At night, the dark dreams ride on Paris heights, till dreams are satisfied.

Till we have found all we require.

On the bridge of dreams, A girl I saw, an angel seemed.

The angel smiled, and then she disappeared, as I grew near.

Through Paris streets I ran, the angel flew right through my hands.

I thought of Paris night, I laughed and cried 'night, opened up my eyes'.

Kidnap Attempt

Phoebus:

Arrest that man, it's the hunchback of Notre dame.

Hold onto him, show that monster his time has come.

I am the captain here; I must keep all the streets secure.

For all the citizens, and for the pretty girls like you.

Please allow me to take you home, outside the city gates.

The hour is getting late, for a gypsy girl to wait.

Esmeralda:

Please understand, before you take me by the hand.

Esmeralda, does not go with just any man.

Phoebus:

Let me call on you, tomorrow when nights at the door.

We'll make a rendezvous, at the cabaret Val d'amour.

Esmeralda:

At the cabaret Val d'amour.

Gringoire:

At the cabaret Val d'amour.

Frollo:

At the cabaret Val d'amour

The Court Of The Miracles

Clopin:

We are brothers forever, pain and joy we share together.

For the outcasts of the earth, there's no heaven there's no hell.

There's no heaven or hell.

We are the ones no one sees; we are the ones who can eat, through the world as we please.

The blood and the wine are always running red.

(At the court of the miracles, the court of the miracles).

By thieves and by whores you know the dance is led.

(At the court of the miracles, the court of the miracles).

The blind man will see and all the cripples dance.

(At the court of the miracles, the court of the miracles).

We're born to be hung and so we take a chance.

(At the court of the miracles, the court of the miracles).

(Court of the miracles, court of the miracles).

We are all of the same race here, the same invisible face here.

For the outcasts of the world, there's no country there's no god.

There's no country or god.

These rags we wear are our flags, It is the shade of my skin, and it's that of your skin.

The gypsies and tramps they sing the same old song.

(At the court of the miracles, the court of the miracles).

You know none of us, will be alive too long.

(At the court of the miracles, the court of the miracles).

The killers and thieves all share a loving curse.

(At the court of the miracles, the court of the miracles)

We make one mistake and then the game is up.

(At the court of the miracles, the court of the miracles).

(Court of the miracles, court of the miracles).

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