作曲 : Alan Menken
Beata Maria
You know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud
Et tibit Pater
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
Cogitatione (In thought)
I feel her, I see her
The sun caught in her raven hair
Is blazing in me out of all control
Burn it
Like fire
Hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning
Desire
Is turning me to sin
It's not my fault (It's not my fault)
I'm not to blame
It is the gypsy girl
The witch who sent this flame (Mea maxima culpa)
It's not my fault (It's not my fault)
If in God's plan
He made the devil so much
Stronger than a man (Mea maxima culpa)
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
Minister Frollo, the gypsy has escaped
What?
She's nowhere in the cathedral
I'm afraid she's gone
But how?
Never mind
Get out, you idiot
I'll find her
I'll find her and 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(Kyrie eleison)
God have mercy on me(Kyrie eleison)
But she will be mine(Kyrie eleison)
Or she will burn!
Hellfire
Dark fire
Now gypsy, it's your turn
She will burn
Choose me or
Your pyre
She will burn