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MORNING IN PARIS THE CITY AWAKES TO THE BELLS OF NOTRE DAME THE FISHERMAN FISHES THE BAKER-MAN BAKES TO THE BELLS OF NOTRE DAME TO 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 LONG YEARS AGO DID THIS STORY BEGIN IN THIS PLACE OF NOTRE DAME TWO ORPHAN BROTHERS WERE BOTH TAKEN IN BY THE GRACE OF NOTRE DAME CLAUDE, THE OLDER WHO CARED FOR HIS BROTHER YOUNG JEHAN, FULL OF BEAUTY AND CHARM AND THEY LIVED AND THEY GREW AND AWOKE TO THE MUSIC OF BELLS THE BELLS OF NOTRE DAME KYRIE ELEISON OH DEAR BROTHER MEET THESE ARCHES AND THIS SACRED DOME KYRIE ELEISON WE ARE BLESSED TO FIND OUR SANCTUARY AND OUR HOME RIGHTEOUS CLAUDE FROLLO WAS EVER MORE DRAWN LIKE A SON TO NOTRE DAME NOT LIKE HIS PROFLIGATE BROTHER JEHAN WHO'D HAVE NONE OF NOTRE DAME THOUGH AS BROTHERS THEY LOVED ONE ANOTHER FROLLO WATCHED IN DESPAIR AND ALARM AS JEHAN WHO GREW WILD AND DEFIED AND DEFILED ALL THE LAWS THE LAWS OF NOTRE DAME KYRIE ELEISON FATHER DUPIN: YOU MUST LEAVE, JEHAN, THIS HOLY REFUGE WHERE YOU'VE DWELLED. JEHAN: Leave? But Father— FATHER DUPIN: SORRY CLAUDE, BUT I'VE NO CHOICE YOUR BROTHER IS EXPELLED And Frollo didn't hear from his brother for several years. Meanwhile... FROLLO WAS SENT IN UNCOMMONLY FAST THROUGH THE RANKS OF NOTRE DAME TILL HE WAS NAMED THE ARCHDEACON AT LAST AND GAVE THANKS TO NOTRE DAME AND THEN ONE AWFUL DAY GOT A MESSAGE AND THE NAME THAT IT BORE WAS "JEHAN" AND CONCEALING HIS FACE FROLLO STROLLED TO A PLACE FAR AWAY... AWAY FROM NOTRE DAME FROLLO: Jehan, let me take you back. I'll bring you home. BROTHER DEAREST, COME WITH ME WHERE WE WILL FIND A REMEDY AND NOTRE DAME ONCE MORE WILL BE YOUR SANCTUARY HEALING YOU WILL BE MY GOAL NOT JUST YOUR BODY, BUT YOUR SOUL WE'LL BE TOGETHER IN OUR HOLY SANCTUARY JEHAN: Enough, Claude! It's too late for me anyway. But if you have truly discovered charity at this late date, there is someone you can help. FROLLO: A baby? Yours? A... a monster! It's God's punishment on you! The wicked shall not go unpunished! JEHAN: I should have known! I was a fool to think you'd look after him! FROLLO: Look after him? Me? JEHAN: He has nobody else! Take him... if you can find it in your heart. FROLLO: Jehan? Jehan?! DIES IRAE DIES ILLA SOLVET SAECLUM IN FAVILLA KYRIE ELEISON AND THE SAINTS REGARDED FROLLO FROM THEIR STONE FACADE KYRIE ELEISON AND HE FELT THEIR GAZE AS IF IT WERE THE EYES OF GOD FROLLO: Oh Lord, you've sent me a test. This child is my cross bare. I may not have saved my brother, but I will save this... thing. SEE THIS LONESOME CREATURE FROM WHOM LESSER MEN WOULD FLEE I WILL KEEP AND CARE FOR HIM AND TEACH HIM AT MY KNEE TO THINK LIKE ME CONGREGATION: And Frollo gave the child a name. A cruel name that means half-formed... FROLLO: Quasimodo. NOW HERE IS A RIDDLE TO GUESS IF YOU CAN SING THE BELLS OF NOTRE DAME WHAT MAKES A MONSTER AND WHAT MAKES A MAN? SING THE BELLS, BELLS, BELLS, BELLS, BELLS, BELLS, BELLS, BELLS, THE BELLS OF NOTRE DAME
Writer(s): Stephen Laurence Schwartz, Alan Menken Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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