Lyrics: Alan Menken/Stephen Schwartz
Music: Alan Menken/Stephen Schwartz
[Intro]
Morning in Paris, the city awakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
The fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
From the big bells as loud as the thunder
To the little bells soft as a psalm
Some say the soul of the city's the toll of the bells
The bells of Notre Dame
[Verse 1]
Dark was the night when our tale was begun
Near the docks of Notre Dame
Four frightened Roma slid silently
Under the docks in Notre Dame
But a trap had been laid for the travelers
And they gazed up in fear and alarm
At a figure whose clutches were iron as much as the bells
The bells of Notre Dame
[Verse 2]
Judge Claude Frollo longed to rid the world of vice and sin
He saw corruption everywhere except within
[Verse 3]
See here the innocent blood you have spilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
Now you'd add this child's blood to your guilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
You can lie to yourself and your minions
You can claim that you haven't a qualm
But you never can run from or hide what you've done
From the eyes, the very eyes of Notre-
[Verse 4]
And for one time in his life, of power and control
Frollo felt a twinge of fear for his immortal soul
What should I do?
(Care for the child!)
C-c-c-care for the child!
(You gotta care for the child!)
Raise him as your own!
(Care for the child!)
You've got to care for the child!
(You gotta care for the child!)
You've gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
[Bridge]
Just so he's kept locked away where no one else can see
Even this foul creature may yet prove one day to be
Of use to me
[Outro]
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!