Jonathan Young, Caleb Hyles - Bells of Notre Dame lyrics
Jonathan Young [San Diego, California]
[Jonathan Young, Caleb Hyles - Bells of Notre Dame lyrics]
Morning in Paris, the city awakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
The fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
To the big bells as loud as the thunder
To the little bells soft as a psalm
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
Shup it up, will you! We'll be spotted!
Hush, little one
Four frightened gypsies slid silently under
The docks near Notre Dame four guilders for
Safe 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
Judge Claude Frollo! The bells of Notre Dame
Kyrie Eleison judge Claude Frollo longed
To purge the world of vice and sin
Kyrie Eleison
And he saw corruption ev'rywhere
Except within
Frollo: Bring these gypsy vermin to
The palace of justice
Guard: You there, what are you hiding?
Frollo: Stolen goods
No doubt take them from her
Clopin: She ran, hahahahahahahaha
Dies irae, dies illa
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Teste David cum sibylla
Quando Judex est venturus
Gypsy: Sanctuary, please, give us sanctuary!
Quantus tremor est futurus
Dies irae, dies illa a baby? A monster!
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Dies irae, dies illa yaaah stop!
Cried the Archdeacon
This is an unholy deamon
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 am 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 from
Nor hide what you've done from the eyes
The very eyes of Notre Dame kyrie Eleison
And for one time in his live
Of power and control kyrie Eleison
Frollo felt a twinge of fear
For his immortal soul
Archdeacon, 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 here 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 ahahahahahahahaha
To the bells of Notre Dame
The fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
To the big bells as loud as the thunder
To the little bells soft as a psalm
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
Shup it up, will you! We'll be spotted!
Hush, little one
Four frightened gypsies slid silently under
The docks near Notre Dame four guilders for
Safe 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
Judge Claude Frollo! The bells of Notre Dame
Kyrie Eleison judge Claude Frollo longed
To purge the world of vice and sin
Kyrie Eleison
And he saw corruption ev'rywhere
Except within
Frollo: Bring these gypsy vermin to
The palace of justice
Guard: You there, what are you hiding?
Frollo: Stolen goods
No doubt take them from her
Clopin: She ran, hahahahahahahaha
Dies irae, dies illa
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Teste David cum sibylla
Quando Judex est venturus
Gypsy: Sanctuary, please, give us sanctuary!
Quantus tremor est futurus
Dies irae, dies illa a baby? A monster!
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Dies irae, dies illa yaaah stop!
Cried the Archdeacon
This is an unholy deamon
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 am 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 from
Nor hide what you've done from the eyes
The very eyes of Notre Dame kyrie Eleison
And for one time in his live
Of power and control kyrie Eleison
Frollo felt a twinge of fear
For his immortal soul
Archdeacon, 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 here 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 ahahahahahahahaha