Morning in Paris, the city awakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
The fishermen fishes, the bakerman bakesTo the bells of Notre Dame
To the big bells as loud as the thunder
To the little bells soft as a swarm
And some say the soul of the city′s
The toll of the bells
The bells of Notre Dame
Shh - listen
And Clopin will tell you
It is a tale
A tale of a man
And a monster
Dark was the night when our tale was begun
On the docks near Notre Dame
(Shut up, we'll be spotted)
Four frightened gypsies slid silently under
The docks near Notre Dame
(Forgive us, we seek passage into Paris)
But a trap had been laid for the gypsies
And they gazed up in fear and alarm
At a figure whose clutches
Were iron as much as the bells
The bells (Judge Claude Frollo)
The bells of Notre Dame
Judge Claude Frollo longed
To purge the world of vice and sin
And he saw corruption everywhere
Except within
(Bring these gypsy vermin to the House of Justice)
(You there! What are you hiding?)
(Stolen goods, no doubt. Take them from her)
(She ran)
(Sanctuary, please, give us sanctuary!)
A baby?
A monster!
STOOOOP!
Stop
Cry be outstinken
This is an unholy demon.
I′m sending it back to hell where it belongs
See there the innocent blood you have spilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
(I'm guiltless - she ran, I pursued)
Now you would add this child's blood to your guilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
(My conscience is clear)
You can lie to yourself and your minions
You can claim that you haven′t a qualm
But you never can run
Nor hide what you′ve done from the eyes
The very eyes of Notre Dame
And for one time in his life of power and control
Frollo felt a twinge of fear for his immortal soul
(What must I do?)
(Care for the child, and raise it as your own)
And Frollo gave the child a cruel name
A name that means 'half formed′
Quasimodo
Now he is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Notre Dame
Who is the monster, and who is the man?
Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells of Notre Dame!
