Notre-Dame de Paris

Season #1 Episode #1

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Act 1

1 - The Age Of The Cathedrals

2 - The Refugees

3 - Intervention of Frollo

4 - Bohemienne

5 - Esmeralda You See

6 - So Look No More For Love

7 - The Feast Of Fools

8 - The King Of Fools

9 - The Sorceress

10 - The Foundling

11 - The Doors Of Paris

12 - Kidnap Attempt

13 - The Court Of The Miracles

14 - The Word Phoebus

15 - Shining Like The Sun

16 - Torn Apart

17 - Anarchy

18 - Water Please

19 - Belle Is The Only Word

20 - Home In The Sky

21 - Ave Maria

22 - If you can see inside me

23 - Your Love Will Kill me

24 - The Shadow

25 - At Val D'amour

26 - The Voluptuary

27 - Destiny

Act 2

28 - Talk To Me Of Florence

29 - The Bells

30 - Where Is She

31 - The Birds They Put In Cages

32 - Cast Away

33 - The Trial

34 - The Torture

35 - I Am A Priest

36 - Phoebus If You Can Hear

37 - To Get Back To You

38 - My Heart If You Will Swear

39 - Frollo's Visit To Esmeralda

40 - One Bright Morning You Danced

41 - Free Today

42 - Moon

43 - This Small Whistle I Leave You

44 - God You Made The World All Wrong

45 - Live For The One I Love

46 - Attack On Notre Dame

47 - By Royal Law

48 - My Master My Saviour

49 - Give her to me

50 - Dance My Esmeralda

Act 1

The Age Of The Cathedrals

Gringoire:

This is a tale that takes its place. In Paris fair, this year of grace.

Fourteen hundred eighty two. A tale of lust and love so true.

We are the artists of the time, we dream in sculpture dream in rhyme.

For you we bring our world alive, so something will survive.

From nowhere came the age of the cathedrals.

The old world began.

A new unknown thousand years.

For man just has to climb up where the stars are.

And live beyond life.

Live in glass and live in stone.

Stone after stone, day after day. From year to year man had his way.

Men had built with faith and love. These cathedrals rose above.

We troubadours and poets sing. That love is all and everything.

We promise you, all human kind. Tomorrow will be fine.

From nowhere came the age of the cathedrals.

The old world began.

A new unknown thousand years.

For man just has to climb up where the stars are.

And live beyond life.

Live in glass and live in stone.

From nowhere came the age of the cathedrals.

The old world began.

A new unknown thousand years.

For man just has to climb up where the stars are.

And live beyond life.

Live in glass and live in stone.

But it is doomed the age of the cathedrals.

Barbarians wait.

At the gates of Paris fair.

Oh let them in, these pagans and these vandals.

A wise man once said.

In two thousand, this world ends.

In two thousand, this world ends.

The Refugees

Clopin and Refugees:

We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.

Without a home, Oh Notre dame we come and ask of you.

Asylum. Asylum.

We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.

Without a home, Oh Notre dame we come and ask of you.

Asylum. Asylum.

At Paris gates we stand, ten thousand in our band.

And one day soon we'll be, a million in this land.

We wonder what you'll do, the day we ask of you.

Asylum. Asylum.

We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.

Without a home, Oh Notre dame we come and ask of you.

Asylum. Asylum.

We are the down-and-outs, here at the city gates.

And all of Paris waits, to see what we're about.

The world will change someday; We'll make it work someway.

The day we come to stay, with you.

We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.

Without a home.

We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.

Without a home.

The refugees.

Without a home.

We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.

Without a home.

We are the strangers here, the refugees.

We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.

Without a home.

We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.

Without a home, Oh Notre dame we come and ask of you.

Asylum. Asylum.

We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.

Without a home, Oh Notre dame we come and ask of you.

Asylum. Asylum. Asylum. Asylum.

Intervention of Frollo

Frollo:

Monsieur Phoebus de Chateaupers, captain of the archers of the crown.

I order you to arrest, these strangers disturbing the town.

Disperse now at any cost this rabble of the lost.

Who come to disturb the peace, All Paris demand they cease.

Phoebus:

At your order's monsignor Frollo. In god's name my men will strike a blow.

We'll clear this riff raff from your sight, these beggar thieves that live by night.

Phoebus:

Beautiful girl why are you here, is it from heaven you appear?

Paradise must be your home, you're like no one I've ever known.

Bohemienne

Esmeralda:

My mother told me tales of Spain, I think that's where she longed to be.

Of mountain bandits she once sang, Andalusia's memory.

There in the mountains she was free, my mother, father all are gone.

And I've made Paris be my home.

I dream of oceans rolling on, they take my heart where I must come.

Andalusia mountain home.

Bohemienne.

No one knows where my story begins.

Bohemienne.

I was born on a road that bends.

Bohemienne, bohemienne.

Come tomorrow, I'll wander again.

Bohemienne, bohemienne.

Here's my fate in the lines of my hand.

When I was a child in Provence, Bare foot in the hills I danced once.

But the gypsy road is so long, the roads so long.

Everyday I see a new chance, maybe some road will lead from France.

I will follow till I come home, Till I come home.

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