Olim

Olim Deus accelere

Hoc sæculum splendidumAccelere fiat venire olim

Morining in Paris, the city awakes

To the bells of Notre Dame

The fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakes

To the bells of Notre Dame

To the 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

Listen, they're beautiful no?

So many colours of sound, so many changing moods

Because you know, they do not ring all by the themselves

They don′t?

No silly boy

Up there, high, high in the dark bell tower

Lives a mysterious bell ringer

Who is this strange creature?

Who?

What is he?

What?

How did he come to be there?

How?

Hush, and Clopin will tell you

It is a tale, a tale of a man and a monster

Dark was the night when our tale was begun

On the docks near Notre Dame

Shut it up will you!

We'll be spotted!

Hush little one

Four frightened gypsies, slid silently under the docks near Notre Dame

Four guilders for safe passage into Paris

But a trap had been laid for the gypsies

And they gazed up in fear and alarm

At figure whose clutches

Were iron as much as the bells

Judge Claude Frollo!

The bells of Notre Dame

Judge Claude Frollo longed

To purge the world

Of vice and sin

And he saw corruption

Everywhere

Except within

Bring these gypsy vermin to the palace of justice

You there, what are you hiding?

Stolen goods, no doubt, take them from her

She ran

Dies iræ, dies illa

Solvet sæclum in favilla

Teste David cum Sibylla

Quantus tremor est futurus

Quando Judex est venturus

Sanctuary, please give us sancturary

Quantus tremor est futurus

Quando Judex est venturus

A baby? A monster!

Stop!

Cried the Archdeacon

This is an unholy demon

I'm sending to hell where it belongs

See there the inncoent blood you have spilt

On the steps of Notre Dame

I am guiltless, she ran, I pursued

Now you would add this child′s blood to your guilt

On the steps of Notre Dame

My conscience us clear

You can lie to yourself and your minions

You can claim that you haven′t a qualm

But you never can, run from nor hide what you've done from the eyes

The very eyes of Notre Dame

And for one time in his life

Of power and control

Frollo felt a twinge of fear

For his immortal soul

What must I do?

Care for the child, and raise it as your own

What? I′m to be settled with this misshapen

Very well, let him live with you and your church

Live here? Where?

Anywhere

Just so he's kept locked away where no one else can see

The bell tower perhaps

And who knows, our Lord works in mysterious ways

Even this foul creature may

Yet prove one day to be

Of use to me

And Frollo gave the child a cruel name

A name that means half-formed

Quasimodo

Now here is a riddle to guess if you can

Sing the bells of Notre Dame

Who is the monster and who is the man?

Sing the bells bells bells bells bells bells bells bells

Bells of Notre Dame