Quasimodo
So many times out there
I've watched a happy pair
Of lovers walking in the night
They had a kind of glow around them
It almost looked like a heaven's light
I knew I'd never know
That warm and loving glow
Though I might wish with all my might
No face as hideous as my face
Was ever meant for heaven's light
But suddenly an angel has smiled at me
And kissed my cheek without a trace of fright
I dare to dream that she might even care for me
And as I ring these bells tonight
My cold dark tower seems so bright
I swear it must be heaven's light
Priests
Confiteor Deo Omnipotenti (I confess to God Almighty)
Beatae Mariae semper Virgini (To Blessed Mary ever Virgin)
Beato Michaeli archangelo (To the blessed archangel Michael)
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis (To the holy apostles, to all the saints)
Frollo
Beata Maria
You know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud
Priests
Et tibi Pater (And to you, Father)
Frollo
Beata Maria
You know I'm so much purer than
The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd
Priests
Quia peccavi nimis (That I have sinned)
Frollo
Then tell me, Maria
Why I see her dancing there
Why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul
Priests
Cogitatione (In thought)
Frollo
I feel her, I see her
The sun caught in her raven hair
Is blazing in me out of all control
Priests
Verbo et opere (In word and deed)
Frollo
Like fire, hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning desire
Is turning me to sin
Frollo Priests
It's not my fault Mea culpa (Through my fault)
I'm not to blame Mea culpa (Through my fault)
It is the gypsy girl Mea maxima culpa
The witch who sent this flame (Through my most grievous fault)
It's not my fault Mea culpa (Through my fault)
If in God's plan Mea culpa (Through my fault)
He made the devil so much Mea maxima culpa
Stronger than a man (Through my most grievous fault)
Frollo
Protect me, Maria
Don't let this siren cast her spell
Don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone
Destroy Esmeralda
And let her taste the fires of hell
Or else let her be mine and mine alone
Minister Frollo, the gypsy has escaped
What?
No longer in the cathedral. She's gone
But how?
Never mind
Get out, you idiot
I'll find her. I'll find her if I have to burn down all of Paris
Hellfire
Dark fire
Now gypsy, it's your turn
Choose me or
Your pyre
Be mine or you'll burn
Frollo Priests
Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)
God have mercy on her Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)
God have mercy on me Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)
Frollo
But she will be mine or she will burn!