Patrick Fiori (Phoebus), Garou (Quasimodo), Daniel Lavoie (Frollo)
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French
Quasimodo (Garou) Verse 1 Belle C'est un mot qu'on dirait inventé pour elle Quand elle danse et qu'elle met son corps à jour, Tel un oiseau qui étend ses ailes pour s'envoler Alors je sens l'enfer s'ouvrir sous mes pieds Verse 2 J'ai posé mes yeux sous sa robe de gitane A quoi me sert encore de prier Notre-Dame Quel est celui qui lui jettera la première pierre Celui-là ne mérite pas d'être sur terre Verse 3 O Lucifer! Oh! Laisse-moi rien qu'une fois Glisser mes doigts dans les Cheveux d'Esméralda Archdeacon Frollo (Daniel Lavoie) Verse 1 Belle Est-ce le diable qui s’est incarné en elle Pour détourner mes yeux du Dieu éternel Qui a mis dans mon être ce désir charnel Pour m'empêcher de regarder vers le Ciel Verse 2 Elle porte en elle le péché originel La désirer fait-il de moi un criminel Celle qu'on prenait pour une fille de joie une fille de rien Semble soudain porter la croix du genre humain Verse 3 O Notre-Dame! Oh! laisse-moi rien qu'une fois Pousser la porte du jardin d'Esméralda Captain Phoebus (Patrick Fiori) Verse 1 Belle Malgré ses grands yeux noirs qui vous ensorcellent La demoiselle serait-elle encore pucelle? Quand ses mouvements me font voir monts et merveilles Sous son jupon aux couleurs de l'arc-en-ciel Verse 2 Ma dulcinée laissez-moi vous être infidèle Avant de vous avoir mené jusqu'à l'autel Quel est l'homme qui détournerait son regard d'elle Sous peine d'être changé en statue de sel Verse 3 O Fleur-de-Lys Je ne suis pas homme de foi J'irai cueillir la fleur d'amour d'Esméralda Quasimodo, Frollo et Phoebus Chorus J'ai posé mes yeux sous sa robe de gitane A quoi me sert encore de prier Notre-Dame Quel est celui qui lui jettera la première pierre Celui-là ne mérite pas d'être sur terre Outro O Lucifer! Oh! laisse-moi rien qu'une fois Glisser mes doigts dans les cheveux d'Esméralda Esméralda |
Translation (Pendergast)
Quasimodo (Garou) Verse 1 Beautiful It's a word one could say invented for her When she dances and reveals her body, Like a bird that spreads its wings to fly away Then I feel Hell open beneath my feet Verse 2 I gazed under her Gypsy dress What's the point of praying to Our Lady Who is it who will throw the first stone at her That one doesn't deserve to be on Earth Verse 3 O, Lucifer! Oh, let me just one time Slide my fingers through Esmeralda's hair Archdeacon Frollo (Marc Lavoine) Verse 1 Beautiful Is it the Devil that inhabits her To turn my eyes away from Eternal God Who put this carnal desire in me To prevent me from looking Towards Heaven Verse 2 She carries in her original sin Does wanting her make me a criminal? She who we took for a prostitute, a nobody Suddenly seems to carry the cross of the human race Verse 3 O, Our Lady! Oh, let me just one time Open the door to Esmeralda's garden Captain Phoebus (Patrick Fiori) Verse 1 Beautiful Despite her big black eyes that bewitch you Would the girl be still a virgin? When her moves make me see mountains and marvels Under her skirt with colors of the rainbow Verse 2 My beloved, let me be unfaithful to you Before having led you to the alter What man would turn his gaze from her Under pain of turning into a statue of salt Verse 3 O, Fleur-de-Lys I'm not a man of faith I'm going to pluck Esmeralda's flower of love Quasimodo, Frollo et Phoebus Chorus I gazed under her Gypsy dress What's the point of praying to Our Lady? Who is it who will throw the first stone at her? That one doesn't deserve to be on Earth Outro O, Lucifer! Oh! let me just one time Slide my fingers through Esmeralda's hair Esmeralda |
Jennings Adaptation
Quasimodo (Garou) Verse 1 Belle is the only word I know that suits her well When she dances, oh the stories she can tell A free bird trying out her wings to fly away And when I see her move I see hell to pay Verse 2 She dances naked in my soul and sleep won't come And it's no use to pray these prayers to Notre Dame 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 Verse 3 Oh, Lucifer Please let me go beyond God's law And run my fingers through her hair, Esmeralda Archdeacon Frollo (Marc Lavoine) Verse 1 Belle, there's a demon inside her who came from hell And he turned my eyes from god and oh, I fell She put this heat inside me I'm ashamed to tell Without my God inside I'm just a burning shell Verse 2 The sin of Eve she has in her I know so well For want of her I know I'd give my soul to sell Belle, this gypsy girl, is there a soul beneath her skin? And does she bear the cross of all our human sin? Verse 3 Oh, Notre Dame Please let me go beyond God's law Open the door of love inside Esmeralda Captain Phoebus (Patrick Fiori) Verse 1 Belle, even though 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 rainbow colored dress there burns the well Verse 2 My promised one, please let me one 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 Verse 3 Oh Fleur-de-Lys, I am a man who knows no law I go to open up the rose, Esmeralda Quasimodo, Frollo et Phoebus Chorus She dances naked in my soul and sleep won't come And it's no use to pray these prayers to Notre Dame 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 Outro Oh, Lucifer please let me go beyond God's law And run my fingers through her hair, Esmeralda Esmeralda |