Belle [English translation]

Beautiful

You'd think the word was invented for her

When she danses, revealing her body, like

A bird spreading its wings ready to fly

Then I feel Hell opening under my feet

My gaze has fallen on her gypsy's dress

What good could it do me now to pray to our Lady?

Who

Will cast the first stone against her?

He dosen't deserve to live

Oh Satan!

Oh! Let me, just once,

Slide my fingers through Esmeralda's hair

Beautiful

Is she the devil incarnate

Come to turn my eyes away from the eternal Lord,

Putting this carnal desire inside of me

To prevent me from looking to Heaven?

She carries original sin inside of her

Does desiring her make me a criminal?

She

Who we took for a hore, a nobody

Suddenly seems to be carrying the cross of the human race

Oh our Lady!

Oh! Let me, just once

Push open Esmeralda's garden-door

Beautiful

Despite her large eyes which bewitch you

Might she still be a virgin?

When her movements let me glimpse mountains and wonders

Under her petticoat of many colours

My beloved, let me be unfaithful to you

Before I've led you to the altar

What

Man could turn his gaze from her

Even should he risk being turned into a pillar of salt

Oh fleur-de-lis

I am not a religious man

I will go and pluck Esmeralda's flower of love

A quoi me sert encore de prier Notre-Dame

Est celui qui lui jettera la première pierre

O Lucifer !

Glisser mes doigts dans les cheveux d'Esméralda

• Artist:Notre-Dame de Paris (Musical)
• Album:Notre-Dame de Paris