Belle (From "Beauty and the Beast"/Soundtrack Version)

Little town, it's a quiet village

Every day like the one before

Little town, full of little people

Waking up to say

Bonjour, bonjour, bonjour, bonjour, bonjour

There goes the baker with his tray like always

The same old bread and rolls to sell

Every morning just the same

Since the morning that we came

To this poor, provincial town

Good morning, Belle

Morning, monsieur

Where are you off to?

The bookshop, I just finished the most wonderful story

About a beanstalk and an ogre and a-

That's nice, Marie, the baguettes, hurry up

Look, there she goes, that girl is strange, no question

Dazed and distracted, can't you tell?

Never part of any crowd

'Cause her head's up on some cloud

No denying, she's a funny girl, that Belle

Bonjour

Good day

How is your family?

Bonjour

Good day

How is your wife?

I need six eggs

That's too expensive

There must be more than this provincial life

Ah, Belle

Good morning, I've come to return the book I borrowed

Finished already?

Oh, I couldn't put it down, have you got anything new?

Ha-ha, not since yesterday

That's all right, I'll borrow this one

That one? But you've read it twice

Well, it's my favorite, far off places, daring sword fights

Magic spells, a prince in disguise

If you like it all that much, it's yours

But, sir-

I insist

Well, thank you, thank you very much

Look, there she goes, that girl is so peculiar

I wonder if she's feeling well

With a dreamy, far off look

And her nose stuck in a book

What a puzzle to the rest of us is Belle

Now, isn't this amazing?

It's my favorite part because, you'll see

Here's where she meets Prince Charming

But she won't discover that it's him till chapter three

Now, it's no wonder that her name means, "Beauty"

Her looks have got no parallel

But behind that fair facade

I'm afraid she's rather odd

Very different from the rest of us

She's nothing like the rest of us

Yes, different from the rest of us is Belle

Wow, you didn't miss a shot, Gaston

You're the greatest hunter in the whole world

I know

No beast alive stands a chance against you

And no girl, for that matter

It's true, LeFou, and I've got my sights set on that one

Huh, the inventor's daughter?

She's the one, the lucky girl I'm going to marry

But she's-

The most beautiful girl in town

I know but-

That makes her the best and don't I deserve the best?

Well, of course, I mean, you do, but

Right from the moment when I met her, saw her

I said, she's gorgeous and I fell

Here in town there's only she who is beautiful as me

So I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle

Look there, he goes, isn't he dreamy?

Monsieur Gaston, oh, he's so cute

Be still my heart, I'm hardly breathing

He's such a tall, dark, strong and handsome brute

Bonjour, good day (Pardon, mais oui)

You call this bacon? (What lovely grapes)

Some cheese, one pound (Ten yards, excuse me)

I'll get the knife

Please let me through

This bread, it's stale (Those fish, they smell)

Madame's mistaken

There must be more than this provincial life

Just watch, I'm going to make Belle my wife

Look there she goes, the girl is strange, but special

A most peculiar mademoiselle

It's a pity and a sin

She doesn't quite fit in

But she really is a funny girl

A beauty, but a funny girl

She really is a funny girl

That Belle (Bonjour, bonjour, bonjour, bonjour, bonjour, bonjour)