ln fair Paris in the year of our Lord

1482

A tale of love and desire

We the artists of stature unknown

ln sculpture and verse

Will attempt to transcribe

This story for you and posterity

The time of the cathedrals has come

As the world is entering

A new millenium

Man reached for the stars

To write his story

ln glass and stone

Brick by brick, day after day

Century after century, with love

He saw the raising of towers

That he built with his hands

Poets and minstrels

Sang songs of love

That promised better times

For all of mankind

The time of the cathedrals has come

As the world enters

A new millenium

Man reached for the stars

To write his story

ln glass and stone

The time of the cathedrals has come

As the world enters

A new millenium

Man reached for the stars

To write his story

ln glass and stone

The time of the cathedrals is gone

Hordes of barbarians

Storm the city gates

Let them in, the pagans and vandals

The end of this world

ls predicted for the year 2000

ls predicted for the year 2000

We are foreigners

Without passports

Men and Women

Homeless

Oh! Notre Dame we beseech you

Asylum! Asylum!

We are foreigners

Without passports

Men and Women

The Homeless

Oh! Notre Dame we beseech you

Asylum! Asylum!

We are a thousand or more

Pressing at the city doors

Soon we'll be

10,000 and then 100,000 more

We'll be millions

Beseeching you

Asylum!

Asylum!

We are foreigners

Without passports

Men and Women

The Homeless

Oh! Notre Dame we beseech you

Asylum! Asylum!

We are vagabonds

At the city's doors

And the city is an island

ln the island of the city

The world will change

And intermix

And we will play

On this island

We are foreigners

Without passports

Men and Women

The Homeless

We are foreigners

Without passports

Men and Women

The Homeless

Vagabonds

The Homeless

We are foreigners

Without passports

Men and Women

The Homeless

We are foreigners

Without passports

We are foreigners

Without passports

Men and Women

The Homeless

We are foreigners

Without passports

Men and Women

The Homeless

Oh! Notre Dame we beseech you

Asylum! Asylum!

We are foreigners

Without passports

Men and women

The Homeless

Oh! Notre Dame we beseech you

Asylum! Asylum! Asylum! Asylum!

Sir Phoebus de Chateaupers captain of the King's archers

l summon you to chase away

All these outlaws

By all means, we have to stop this horde of strangers

Who disrupt the peace

Of the citizens of Paris

By your orders, my Lord Archidiacre

ln the name of God l'll slay

And chase from your sight

All those louts with no standing

Where are you from, lovely stranger?

Daughter of the stars or the earth

Fair bird of paradise

Why are you here?

Gipsy

Nobody knows my land

Gipsy

l'm a child of the road

Gipsy, Gipsy

Where will l be tomorrow

Gipsy, Gipsy

lt's written in the palm of my hand

My mother told me of Spain

As if it were her home

About the bandits in the hills

ln the hills of Andalusia

ln the hills of Andalusia

My father's gone, my mother too

Paris is my home

But when l dream of the sea

l'm transported far away

To the hills of Andalusia

Gipsy

Nobody knows my land

Gipsy

l'm a child of the road

Gipsy, Gipsy

Where will l be tomorrow

Gipsy, Gipsy

lt's written in the palm of my hand

My childhood passed

Barefoot in the hills of Provence

For gipsies the road is long

The road is long

And l will keep on walking

Beyond the roads of France

l'll walk them to the end of the earth

To the end of the earth

An Andalusian river

Runs in my blood

Runs through my veins

Are the skies of Andalusia

Worth

Going back to?

Gipsy

Nobody knows my land

Gipsy

l'm a child of the road

Gipsy, Gipsy

Where will l be tomorrow

Gipsy, Gipsy

lt's written in the palm of my hand

lt's written in the palm of my hand

You know, Esmeralda

You're no longer a child

And sometimes l look at you

With different eyes

You were only eight years old

When your mother left

Taken by death

To her home in Andalusia

She trusted you to me

And with jealousy

l watched over you

Until today

You know, Esmeralda

Men are wicked

Be careful when you run

ln fields and streets

Do you understand me?

You're about to discover love

Nothing is the same as before

My fourteen summers are for you

This diamond necklace is for me

lf your words and promises are lies

l won't believe them

Your maiden's heart is mine

Your eyes like a dove are for me

The stars twinkle in the skies

Less brightly than these eyes

He who my heart desires

ls a fair knight

Who doesn't know

The realms of my love

lf l didn't know it

l can see it in your eyes

The one who wins your love

Will be a lucky man

Stop your search

Love is here

Here forever

So it is

The day will be merry the day

When we marry

All the gold that still lies deep

Beneath the earth in veins asleep

l'll use to clothe your body

Your body that you'll give to me

All those lovers' lines

All those songs of desire

Better than any troubadour

You will sing to me

Stop your search

Love is here

Here forever

So it is

The day will be merry the day

When we marry

Stop your search love is here

Here forever so it is

The day will be merry the day

When we marry

The day will be merry the day

When we marry

When we marry

Feast of fools!

Feast of fools!

Feast of fools!

Feast of fools!

l will preside

Over this feast of fools

Like we know how it's done and we know how to have fun

Feast of fools!

Feast of fools!

Take the ugliest

Of those on the street

Let them parade on the city's main square

And the one in that crowd

That conjures up

The ugliest face will get the crown

The Pope of Fools!

The Pope of Fools!

He will wear the crown

He will wear the crown

The Pope of Fools

The

Feast

Of

Fools

The Feast of Fools

The Feast of Fools

The Feast of Fools

The Feast of Fools

The Feast of Fools

The Feast of Fools

But who is that there

Hiding in the back

ls he not the monster that will wear the crown

The Pope of Fools!

The Pope of Fools!

He will wear the crown he will wear the crown

The Pope of Fools!

He's the bell ringer