Belle (it's the only world) (Quasimodo, Frollo, Phoebus)
(Version anglaise de BELLE)

Quasimodo
Belle
Is the only world I know that suits her well
When she dances, oh the story she can tell
A free bird trying out her wings to fly away
And when I see her move, I see Helle to pay

She dances naked in my soul and sleep won't come
And it's not use to pray his prayers to Notre-Dame
Tell
Who'd be the firs to raise his hand and throw a stone
I'd hang him high and laugh to see him die alone

Oh Lucifer
Please let me go beyong God's law
And round my fingers through her hair, Esmeralda

Frollo
Belle
There's a demon insider her who came from Hell
And he turned my eyes from God, and oh, I fell
He put the heat inside me i'm ashamed to tell
Without my God inside i'm just a burning shell

The sin of Eve she has in her I know so well
For want of her I know I'd give my soul tou sell
Belle
The gypsy girl, is ther a soul beneath her skin?
And does she bears that cross of all our human sin?

Oh Notre-Dame
Please let me go beyong God's law
Open the door of love inside, Esmeralda

Phoebus
Bele
Even tough her eyes seem to lead us to Hell
She may be more pure, more pure than words can tell
But when she dances feelings come no man can quell
Beneath her reinbow-colored dress there burns the well

My promised one, please let me onte time be untrue
Before in front of God and man, I marry you
Who
Would be the man who'd turn from her to save his soul
To be with her I'd let the devil take me whole

Oh Fleur-de-Lys
I am a man who know no law
I go to open up the rose, Esmeralda

Quasimodo-Frollo-Phoebus
She dances naked in my soul and sleep won't come
And it's not use to pray his prayers to Notre-Damde
Tell
Who'd be the first to raise his hand and throw a stone
I'd hang him high and laugh to see him die alone

Oh Lucifer
Please let me go beyong God's law
And round my fingers through her hair, Esmeralda

Esmeralda









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