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| So many times out there I've watched a happy pair Of lovers walking in the night. They had a kind of glow around them It almost looked like heaven's light. I knew I'd never know That warm and loving glow Though I might wish with all my might No face as hideous as my face Was ever meant for heaven's light But suddenly an angel has smiled at me And kissed my cheek without a trace of fright I dare to dream that she Might even care for me And as I ring these bells tonight My cold dark tower stands so bright I swear it must be heaven's light PRIESTS Confiteor Deo Omnipotenti (I confess to God Almighty) Beatae Mariae semper Virgini (To Blessed Mary ever virgin) Beato Michaeli archangelo (To the blessed Archangel Michael) Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis (To the holy apostles, to all the saints.) 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 PRIESTS: 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 Mea maxima culpa The witch who sent this flame (Through my most grievous 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 Mea maxima culpa stronger than a man (Through my most grievous fault) Protect me, Maria Don't let this siren cast her spell Don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone Destroy Esmerelda And let her taste the fires of hell Or else let her be mine and mine alone Hellfire Dark fire Now gypsy, it's your turn Choose me or Your pyre Be mine or you will burn God have mercy on her God have mercy on me But she will be mine or she will burn! |