Notre-Dame De Paris - Belle

Notre-Dame De Paris
©1998 Sony music
All music and french lyrics by
Luc Plamondon & Richard Cocciante
respectively.

Belle (Frollo, Quasimodo, Phoebus) (английский вариант)

Quasimodo:
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Am Dm E7 Am
Belle... Is the only word I know that suits her well
Dm G C
When she dances on the stories she can tell
Dm E7 Am
A free bird trying out her wings to fly away
Dm E7 A7
And when I see her move I see hell to play
Dm E7 Am
She dances naked in my soul and sleep wait come
Dm G C
And it`s no use to pray these prayers to Notre-Dame
Am Dm E7 Am
Tell who`d be the first to raise his hand and throw a stone
Dm G C
I`d hang him high and laugh to see him die alone
Dm E7 Am
Oh, Lucifer, please let me go beyond god`s law
Dm E7 Am
And run my fingers through her hair... Esmeralda...

Frollo:
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Am Dm E7 Am
Belle... There`s a demon inside her who came from hell
Dm G C
And he turned my eyes from god and, oh, I fell
Dm E7 Am
She put this heat inside me I`m ashamed to tell
Dm E7 A7
Whithout my god inside I`m just a burning shell
Dm E7 Am
The sin of Eve she has in her I know so well
Dm G C
For want of her I know I`d give my soul to sell
Am Dm E7 Am
Belle... The gipsy girl is there a soul beneath her skin
Dm G C
And does she bear the cross of all our human sins
Dm E7 Am
Oh, Notre-Dame, please, let me go beyond god`s law
Dm E7 Am
Open the door of love inside Esmeralda...

Phoebus:
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Am Dm E7 Am
Belle... Even though her eyes seem to lead us to hell
Dm G C
She may be more pure, more pure than words can tell
Dm E7 Am
But when she dances feelings come no man can quell
Dm E7 A7
Beneath her rainbow coloured dress there burns the well
Dm E7 Am
My promiced one, please, let me one time be untrue
Dm G C
Before in front of god and man I marry you
Am Dm E7 Am
Who would be the man who`d burn from her to save his soul
Dm G C
To be with her I`d let the devil take me whole
Dm E7 Am
Oh, Fleur-de-lys, I am a man who knows the law
Dm E7 Am
I go to open up the rose... Esmeralda...

Quasimodo, Frollo, Phoebus:
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Dm E7 Am
She dances naked in my soul and sleep wait come
Dm G C
And it`s no use to pray these prayers to Notre-Dame
Am Dm E7 Am
Tell who`d be the first to raise his hand and throw a stone
Dm G C
I`d hang him high and laugh to see him die alone
Dm E7 Am
Oh, Lucifer, please let me go beyond god`s law
Dm E7 Am
And run my fingers through her hair... Esmeralda...

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