Luyện nghe bài hát The Bells of Notre Dame

Morning in Paris, the city
To the bells of Notre
The fisherman fishes, the bakes
To the bells of Dame
To the big as loud as the thunder
To the little bells as a psalm
And some say the of the city's
The toll of the
The bells of Notre

Listen, beautiful, no?
So many of sound, so many changing moods
Because you know, don't ring all by themselves
- They -
No, boy.
Up there, high, high in the dark bell
the mysterious bell ringer.
Who is this creature - -
What is he? - -
How did he to be there - How? -
Hush, and Clopin tell you
It is a tale, a of a man and a monster.

Dark was the night our tale was begun
On the docks Notre Dame

Man #1
it up, will you!

Man #2
be spotted!

Hush, one.

Four frightened gypsies slid silently
The docks near Notre

Man #3
Four guilders for safe into Paris

But a had been laid for the gypsies
And they gazed up in and alarm
At a figure whose
iron as much as the bells

Man #4
Judge Frollo

The bells of Notre

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

Judge Claude longed
To the world
Of and sin

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

And he saw

Except

Bring these vermin to the palace of justice

You there, what are you

Stolen goods, no doubt. them from her

She ran

Dies irae, dies illa (Day of wrath, day)
saeclum in favilla (Shall consume the world in ashes)

Teste David cum (As prophesied by David and the sibyl)
Quantus est futurus (What trembling is to be)
Quando Judex est venturus (When the is come)

Sanctuary, please us sanctuary

A A monster!

Stop!

Cried the

This is an deamon.
I'm sending it to hell, where it belongs.

See there the innocent you have spilt
On the steps of Dame

I am guiltless. She ran, I pursued.

Now you would add this child's blood to your
On the steps of Notre

My conscience is

You can lie to yourself and your
You can that you haven't a qualm
But you never can run
Nor hide what done from the eyes
The eyes of Notre Dame

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

And for one time in his
Of power and

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

Frollo a twinge of fear
For his soul

What I do?

Care for the child, and it as your own

What? I'd be with this misshapen ...?
Very well. Let him live you, in your church.

Live here?

Just so he's locked away
Where no one can see
The bell tower,
And who knows, our Lord in mysterious ways
Even foul creature may
Yet one day to be
Of use to me

And Frollo gave the child a cruel
A name means half-formed, Quasimodo
Now is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Dame
Who is the and who is the man?

and Chorus
Sing the bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells,
Bells of Dame