Notre-Dame de Paris Page #7

Season #1 Episode #1
Synopsis: A musical adaptation of Victor Hugo's novel "Notre Dame de Paris" which follows the gypsy dancer Esmeralda and the three men who vie for her love: the kind hunchback Quadimodo, the twisted priest Frollo, and the unfaithful soldier Phoebus.
Original Story by: Victor Hugo
Director(s): Gilles Amado
 
IMDB:
9.0
Year:
1999
150 min
1,953 Views


One Bright Morning You Danced

Frollo:

One bright morning you danced on the square in the sun.

I watched you, so entranced, my whole world came undone.

Now my heart ever still rules my mind and my will.

All my empty life unfilled, and now since that day.

Mirrors show no sign of my face, but Satan in my place.

Of me, there is no trace.

Esmeralda:

Oh my love he will come, light my days like the sun.

He will come take me home; my dark days will be done.

Come to close evil man, you will die by these hands.

No one can hate like I can, you will die where you stand.

Go to hell, that's what I demand.

Frollo:

Give me one hour with you; I'll be yours to command.

You must choose don't you see, before day dawns above.

Choose the gallows or me; choose your death or my love.

Choose the grave or my bed.

Frollo & Esmeralda:

To be living or dead.

Frollo:

If you nod yes with your head, your bonds will be shed.

I'll release you, and let you go.

To the ones you love so, to the devils you know.

Esmeralda:

Just go away, from here just go.

Free Today

Quasimodo & Refugees:

Free today. Flown away. Souls at bay find a way.

I've set them free today; souls at bay find a way.

Free today (hear us pray).

Souls at bay (find a way).

Facing plague (who will pay).

Seize the day (whole worlds sway)

Free today (hear us pray).

Souls at bay (find a way).

Facing plague (who will pay).

It's our day (souls that pray)

Quasimodo:

When they were locked away.

I opened up the bars.

Now they are free today.

They're free to see the stars.

(Gringoire:

Hear our prayer asylum now)

(Free today, hear us pray.

Souls that may, find a way.

Facing plague, who will pay?

Seize the day, whole worlds sway)

(Gringoire:

Hear our prayer asylum now)

(Free today, hear us pray.

Souls that may, find a way.

Facing plague, who will pay.

Seize the day, whole worlds sway)

Esmeralda:

Light of day, light our way.

Light of day, come and stay.

(Gringoire:

Hear our prayer asylum now)

(Free today, hear us pray.

Souls that may, find a way.

Facing plague, who will pay.

Seize the day, whole worlds sway)

All:

Free today.

Free today.

Free today.

Moon

Gringoire:

Moon, you who shine your light.

Bright on the Paris night.

See, how a man suffers all for love.

Clear, solitary star.

So far, when the day returns.

Please hear.

Up there so high the cry of the world.

Please hear the cry, of a man in pain.

For whom all those million stars.

Don't shine like those shining eyes.

He loves with a mortal love.

Moon

Moon, please don't disappear.

Before you have time to hear.

Just hear.

How cries the heart of the human beast.

Please hear the cry, Quasimodo cries.

He cries for his heart is full.

His voice over mountains flies.

So high, that I know it flies to you.

Moon.

See, how this man aspires.

To join, his poor voice with angels.

Moon, you who shine your light.

For, poets as they write.

See, how a man suffers all.

For love.

For love.

This Small Whistle I Leave You

Quasimodo:

You're as still afraid of me as I can see.

Esmeralda:

No I hope you are my friend until the end.

Quasimodo:

This small whistle I'll leave so you can call on me.

Esmeralda:

Day's I'll hide from the light, but will you let me walk around at night?

Quasimodo:

On the roof of my Notre dame for you the stars will come.

You have nothing to fear; you know I'll be near.

Esmeralda:

If you see my Phoebus out there, will you let him know I'm here?

Quasimodo:

Esmeralda when sleep has come, do you still see your shining sun?

God You Made The World All Wrong

Quasimodo:

God you made the world all wrong, I'm so ugly; he's so fine.

I would love her my life long, but she never would be mine.

Now he owns her heart and soul, without giving her a thing.

And she thinks he'll make her whole, with the love she thinks he'll bring.

She will lie down at his touch, and believe his lies with pride.

It's his face she loves so much, she can't see what's deep inside.

God you made the world all wrong, he's so rich; and I'm so poor.

He will make her life a song; he will give her nothing more.

God you made the world all wrong, let her have her shining knight.

Beauty to the rich belongs, not to us outside the light.

I am just an ugly stain that the world just wants to hide.

God you gave me so much pain, were you ever on my side?

God you made the world all wrong, I have nothing; he has all.

But I'll tell her all along he won't be there is she falls.

He was born to silk and lace, to make love and to make war.

I was born without a face; God, what did you make me for?

Tell me what side god is on, those whose silver buys the host?

Or those who pray to god alone, day and night, this Holy Ghost.

Can this Jesus we adore save his blessing only for.

Those three kings of gold and myrrh, and leave the shepherds at the door?

God you made the world so wrong, I'm so ugly; he's so fine.

I will love her my life long.

But she never will be mine.

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 the love 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.

Attack On Notre Dame

Ensemble:

Asylum.

Asylum.

Asylum.

Asylum.

Asylum.

Frollo:

Soldiers of the king I order you to break down that door. (Asylum)

Your conscience and your soul will remain safe and whole. (Asylum)

I give you the right, to transcend the right of asylum.

Phoebus and soldiers:

(Down with these refugees.

Down with these beggar thieves.

Down with them all.)

(Repeatedly)

Clopin & Refugees:

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.

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!

Phoebus:

Aaarrrggghhh! (Attacks Clopin)

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Luc Plamondon

Luc Plamondon, OC, CQ (b. March 2, 1942 in Saint-Raymond, Quebec), is a French-Canadian lyricist and music executive. He is best known for his work on the musicals Starmania and Notre-Dame de Paris. He is the brother of Louis Plamondon, a long-serving member of the House of Commons of Canada.Plamondon has accepted honours from Canadian institutions and is also known as a francophone nationalist and Quebec sovereigntist. He is opposed to Internet music piracy. more…

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