Frollo: The world is cruel, the world is wicked It's I alone who you can trust in this whole city I am your only friend I who keep you, teach you, feed you, dress you I who look upon you without fear How can I protect you, boy, unless you always stay in here Away in here. (Spoken) Remember what I've taught you, Quasimodo. You are deformed (Quasimodo): I am deformed And you are ugly (Quasimdo): And I am ugly And these are crimes for which the world shows little pity You do not comprehend (Quasimodo): You are my one defender Out there, they'll revile you as a monster (Quasimodo): I am a monster Out there, they will hate and scorn and jeer (Quasimodo): Only a monster Why invite their calumny and consternation, stay in here Be faithful to me (Quasimodo): I'm faithful Grateful to me (Quasimodo): I m grateful Do as I say, obey, (Quasimodo): I'll stay (Both): In here. Quasimodo: Safe behind these windows and these parapets of stone Gazing at the people down below me All my life I watch them as I hide up here alone Hungry for the histories they show me. All my life I memorize their faces, knowing them as they will never know me All my life I wonder how it feels to pass a day Not abover them, but part of them And out there, living in the sun Give me one day out there, all I ask is one To hold forever, out there Where they all live unaware What I'd give, what I'd dare Just to live one day out there! Out there among the millers and the weavers and their wives Through the roofs and gables I can see them Everyday they shout and scold and go about their lives Heedless of the gift it is to be them If I was in their skin, I'd treasure every instant Out there, strolling by the Siene Taste a morning out there, like ordinary men Who freely walk about there Just one day, and then I swear I'll be content With my share Won't resent, won't despair, Old and bent, I won't care I'll have spent one day out there!
