The Bells Of Notre Dame

David Ogden Stiers, Tony Jay, …

Morning 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 is

The toll of the bells

The bells of Notre Dame

Dark was the night when our tale was begun

On the docks near Notre Dame

Four frightened gypsies slid silently under

The docks near Notre Dame

But a trap had been laid for the gypsies

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

Judge Claude Frollo longed

To purge the world

Of vice and sin

(Kyrie Eleison)

And he saw corruption

Ev'rywhere

Except within

Dies irae, dies illa

(Dies irae, dies illa)

Dies irae, dies illa

(Dies irae, dies illa)

Solvet saeclum in favilla

Teste David cum sibylla

Quantus tremor est futurus

Quando Judex est venturus…