Belle (English translation)
Why did you appear in my fortune?
Does it lead to light or scary torture?..
Too outcast, I am obliged to be apart,
Apart from treasure of your mercy tender heart.
An ugly hunchback with no hope to overcome,
I sing you with the metal voice of Notre Dame,
Chimeras' circle, heavy bells and stars above,
This old cathedral used to be my only love -
I'd give them all for only thing that can't be done:
Through Esmeralda's hair I let my fingers run...
You're my holy wine for me forbidden,
It's a lie in all my prayers hidden,
Why can't I stop, why can't forget, why can't I break,
My whole life before you seems to be a fake,
The faith means nothing, written law means even less,
I dream of angel underneath your gypsy dress -
I damned those innocent flat faces of the saints,
I feel that hopeless fire burning in my veins,
My soul has painted it's own icon deep within:
I'm laying my uneven breath upon your skin...
Passing glance can burn me like a fire,
Sense of youth, of passion and desire,
Your gripping dance made of naivety and tease
Makes me forget the words I swore to Fleur de Lys,
From now on you are my songbird to pursue,
No one I know can even be compared to you,
To see an answer in the eyes of heady black,
To give you beating of my heart and get yours back,
Since morning over day till evening light
I hope I'll get a chance to share your night.
With soldier's bearing or in cleric's black soutane,
With gibbous back, an awful fright for everyone,
To steal a kiss or to give up a proud mind,
To guard you sleeping in a cold medieval night,
I've got my own way to follow from the start
To find a precious key to Esmeralda's heart...
More translations of "Belle"
Notre-Dame de Paris (musical): Top 3
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