You know I am a righteous man

Of my virtue I am justly proud

Beata Maria

You know I'm so much purer than

The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd

Then tell me, Maria

Why I see her dancing there

Why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul

I feel her, I see her

The sun caught in raven hair

Is blazing in me out of all control

Like fire

Hellfire

This fire in my skin

This burning

Desire

Is turning me to sin

It's not my fault

I'm not to blame

It is the gypsy girl

The witch who sent this flame

It's not my fault

If in God's plan

He made the devil so much

Stronger than a man

Protect me, Maria

Don't let this siren cast her spell

Don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone

Destroy Esmeralda

And let her taste the fires of hell

Or else let her be mine and mine alone

(Guard) Minister Frollo, the gypsy has escaped

What?

(Guard) She's nowhere in the Cathedral, she's gone.

But how?

Never mind. Get out, you idiot!

I'll find her

I'll find her if I have to burn down all of Paris!

Hellfire

Dark fire

Now gypsy, it's your turn

Choose me or your pyre

Be mine or you will burn

God have mercy on her

God have mercy on me

But she will be mine

Or she will burn!

Subtitles - Joachim Borup