FROLLO
Beata Maria
You know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud
PRIESTS
(Et tibi Pater (And to you, Father))
FROLLO
Beata Maria
You know I'm so much purer than
The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd
PRIESTS
(Quia peccavi nimis (That I have sinned))
FROLLO
Then tell me, Maria
Why I see her dancing there
Why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul
PRIESTS
(Cogitatione (In thought))
FROLLO
I feel her, I see her
The sun caught in her raven hair
Is blazing in me out of all control
PRIESTS
(Verbo et opere (In word and deed))
FROLLO
Like fire
Hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning
Desire
Is turning me to sin
It's not my fault
(Mea culpa (Through my fault))
I'm not to blame
(Mea culpa (Through my fault))
It is the gypsy girl
The witch who sent this flame
(Mea maxima culpa (Through my most griveous fault))
It's not my fault
(Mea culpa (Through my fault))
If in God's plan
(Mea culpa (Through my fault))
He made the devil so much
Stronger than a man
(Mea maxima culpa (Through my most grievious fault))
Protect me, Maria
Don't let the 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
(song pauses, guard knocks on the door)
GUARD Minister Frollo, the gypsy has escaped.
FROLLO (speaking) What?
GUARD She's nowhere in the cathedral.
She's gone.
FROLLO But how? I... Never mind. Get out, you idiot! I'll find her! I'll find her if I have to burn down all of Paris!
(song resumes) Hellfire
Dark fire
Now gypsy, it's your turn
Choose me or
Your pyre
Be mine or you will burn
(Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy))
God have mercy on her
(Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy))
God have mercy on me
(Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy))
But she will be mine
Or she will burn!
