第七场
Little girls you won't mock anymore
When you see me on the streets I'm Quasimodo the Beast
They've crowned me
The Pope of Fools
Today is the Epiphany
And for one day I've the power of a king
Will you love me
Esmeralda?
Will you love me?
But you don't care
Esmeralda
Oh!you couldn't care less
That they crowned me
The Pope of Fools
Little girls
Singing rondos
Mocking Quasimodo
The hunchback
How does it make you feel
That I'm this ugly?
I Hate the parents that gave me birth
And abandoned me without love
Will you love me
Esmeralda?
Will you love me?
But you don't care
Esmeralda
Oh!you couldn't care less
That they crowned me
The Pope of Fools
The Pope of Fools
The Pope of Fools
The Pope of Fools
Beware!This girl is not from here
She's a gipsy a witch
She's a bitch a streetcat
An animal on the prowl barefoot and homeless
Mortal sin incarnate
She ought to be imprisoned
To stop this pillage
Of the hearts and souls of the children of Notre Dame
Tonight we'll chase her in the alleys
We'll lock her in the tower
And teach her
The only true religion
Of Jesus and the Holy Mother
You can ask me anything
And I will do it for you
Anything you like you know
Anything at all
I will do it for you
I will do it for you
You who took me in
Adopted and fed me
Me,the orphan
The child abandoned
By parents who were shamed
To have brought into this world
A monster
You who watched me grow
You who watched me suffer
You who offered protection
From this cruel world
You gave me my existence
By naming me ringer
Of bells
You taught me to speak
To read and to write
But I can't read
Your true feelings
I belong to you
To the depths of my soul
Like the deepest love of a dog
For his master
I belong to you
To the depths of my soul
Like the deepest love of a dog
For his master
第八场
The gates of Paris
Are closed at dusk
When nighttime's shrieks
And laughter in the dark and nocturnal desires reign
Nights where every vice are satistied
In the heat of Paris
A showplace of lust
On the Pont au Change tonight
An angel I did meet
That smiled at me
Then disappeared
On the streets of Paris
I followed her and lost her
Pursued her into the night
Into all the laughter and carnal desire
Nights where every vice is satistied
Nights where every vice is satistied
In the heat of Paris
A showplace of lust
The gates of Paris
Are closed at dusk
When nightime's crimes
And laughter in the dark
And nocturnal desires reign
I'm the captain
In charge of the peace
Of all citizens
Men and women alike
Allow me to escort you
Outside the city gates
Where the gipsies live
Men and women alike
Go your way
You've clearly made a mistake
Esmeralda,good Sir,is not a soldier's girl
At dusk tomorrow
Tomorrow's end of day
I'll be there to see you
In"the Valley of Love Caberet"
In"the Valley of Love Caberet"
Here we are,brothers all
In misery and joy
Here there is no heaven or hell
No heaven or hell
Here we're just like worms
Worms in the rotten earth
Wine and blood share the same color
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Prostitutes dance with hoods
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Beggers and bandits dance alike
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
We're all gallows'birds
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
We are all the same breed
Of the homeless seed
You won't find here a nation or creed
No nation or creed
Our rage,our flags
The color of my skin next to yours
Gipsies and villains sing the same song
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
We are all on the lam
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Thieves and killers drink from the same cup
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
As we are all outlaws
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Gringoire the Bard
You will hang
Convicted of trespassing
Upon our sacred ground
Here in the den of thieves
Trespassing on our sacred ground
Trespassing on our sacred ground
Here in the den of thieves
Unless a woman
Takes you for her husband
Be aware I say to you
The poets of France
Are only fit to hang
The poets of France
The poets of France are only fit to hang
And you my beauty
My lovely Esmeralda
Will you take as husband
This worthless minstrel?
This worthless minstrel?
If he's free,I'll take him
He's yours as spouse but not as a lover
Wine and blood share the same color
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Prostitutes dance with hoods
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Beggers and bandits dance alike
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
We're all gallows'birds
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Gipsies and villains sing the same song
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
We are all on the lam
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Thieves and killers drink from the same cup
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
As we are all outlaws
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
Here in the den of thieves
第九场
Now may I know
Who I've the honor of marrying
I'm Grignoire the Bard the prince of Paris's streets!
He's the prince of Paris's streets!
I'm not a ladies man If you desire,I will make you
My nymph,my muse,my lady
You,who can read and write
You,the poet,do you know
What Phoebus means?
By Jupiter who on this earth
Dares to go by this name?
He's the one for whom my heart beats
If I recall my latin
The word Phoebus means sun
Phoebus means sun
He's bright as the sun
Is he a prince,the son of a king?
I feel love
Deep inside
Stronger than myself
He's bright as the sun
He's a prince,the son of a king
Of a King......I think
He's bright as the sun
He's a rascal,a soldier
When he holds me tight
I want to run away,but I can't
He's bright as the sun
He's a rascal,a soldier
A soldier of the King
He's bright as the sun
My wonder,my man
He'll take me in his arms
And love me all his life
He's bright as the sun
My wonder,my man
He's bright as the sun
Bright
As the sun
第十场
Torn
I'm a man divided
Torn
Between the two women I love
The two women who love me
Do I have to tear my heart in two?
Torn
I'm two men in one
Torn
Between the two women I love
The two women who love me
Is it my fault that I'm happy?
One for the day
One for the night
One for love
The other for life
One for forever
Until the end of time
The other for a certain while
Perhaps a little less
Torn
I'm a man divided
Torn
Between the two women I love
The two women who love me
But I'm not complaining
Torn
I'm two men in one
Torn
Between the two women I love
The two women who love me
Is it my fault that I'm normal?
One for heaven
One for hell
One for sweet
One for sour
One to whom
I swore every oath
The other with whom I undo them
Torn
I'm a man divided
Torn
Between the two women I love
The two women who love me
Do I have to break my heart in two?
No
Torn
I'm two men in one
Between the two women I love
The two women who love me
Is it my fault that I'm happy?
Torn
Torn
Torn
Torn
Torn
I'm two men in one
Torn
Between the two women I love
The two women who love me
Do I have to break my heart in two?
Torn
Torn
Torn
第十一场
Who is the girl who dances
Her dance of shame before the Notre Dame?
The girl is my wife
Given to me
By the King of the gipsies
Did you touch her
Servant of Satan?
I wouldn't dare
And I forbid you
I would like to show you
An inscription here engraved
On a stone beyond
The Gallery of Kings
What does it mean-this word "Anarkia"?
You're a man posessed
The Greek word "Anarkia" signifies "Fate"
Is that not Quasimodo
That they're taking away?
He's got himself arrested,the fool
And only God knows why
Hunchback!Rapist!One eyed and lame!
Damned ringer of the bells
Pray for him,the poor sinner
Have mercy on him,good Lord
Mercy for poor Quasimodo
Who carries on his back
All the world's woes
And asks you only for a drop of water
Have mercy,public for this servant of the Lord
A drop of water only
For Quasimodo
I'm thirsty!
Give me a drop to drink!
I'm thirsty!
I'm thirsty!
Give me something to drink!
Beauty
Beauty
Beauty
It seems a word invented for her
When she dances,revealing her body
Like a bird spreads its wings to fly
I feel the devil take me by the feet
My eyes gazed under her gipsy dress
What shall I pray to Mary for?
Who
Will cast the first stone at her?
He who does not deserve to live
O Satan!Oh!Let me just once
Pass my fingers through her hair
Beauty
Is she the devil incarnate
Leading me from the Eternal Lord
Who has bewitched me with carnal desire
To turn me from heaven above?
She carries inside the original sin
Am I a criminal if i desire her?
She
Who all thought a whore,a girl of the street
Suddenly seems to be humanity's burden
Oh!Ibeseech you Our Lady
Oh!Allow me just once
The entrance to Esmeralda's garden
Beauty
Behind those eyes that cast a spell
Could the girl still be a maiden?
When the moves she makes promise me the earth
Underneath her rainbow skirt
My betrothed,leave me one infidelity
Before we're joined by God
What
Man could resist gazing at her
At the risk of becoming transfixed?
Oh!My Little Flower
I'm not a man to trust
I'll pluck the flower of Esmeralda's love
My eyes gazed under her gipsy dress
What shall I pray to Mary for?
Who
Will cast the first stone at her?
He who does not deserve to live
O Satan!Oh!Let me just once
Pass my fingers through her hair
Of Esmeralda
Esmeralda