Текст песни Горбун из Нотр-Дама - Колокола Нотер Дама

A new morning wake Paris
Chimes of Notre Dame
Fishing catch and market profit
The chime of Notre Dame,
And multi-ton bass thunder
Second small bells
If you want to understand the city -
Listen to the sound of
Notre-Dame Cathedral

- Listen, they're fine, right? How many shades of sound! How changing the senses! Because, my friends, they do not call themselves.
- Do not call?
- No, silly. Upstairs, high up on that dark bell tower lives the mysterious bell ringer. Who is this creature?
- Who?
- What is he?
- What?
- And he was there?
- How?
- Quiet. Klopin will tell you the story. It is a fairy tale - a tale about a man and monster.

The city was dressed in a midnight fog
At the foot of Notre Dame

- Shut it finally? We were caught!
- Quiet baby.

Quietly slipped four Roma
The river near Notre Dame

- 4 gold for the crossing.
- Whoa!

But the lid slammed shut in a trap,
Someone walking along the trail Roma.
Whose hand is heavy steel
Like a bell ...

- Judge Claude Frollo!

... Notre Dame

Was Judge Claude Frollo
To combat sin is born.
Only a single
He did not notice blemish.

- Pull these vile Gypsies in the palace of justice.
- Hey, you! What are you hiding?
- Stolen goods. Away from it all!
- And she ran.

- Shelter, please, give us shelter!

- That child. A monster!

- & Quot; Stop! & Quot; - Cried the archdeacon.
- That a wicked demon, and I'll send it back to hell, where it belongs.

It cuts short the lives of innocent thread
On the steps of Notre Dame.

- On I I do not fault: she ran, pursued.

Soul doubly you decided to blacken
On the steps of Notre Dame.

- My conscience is clear!

You can lie to yourself all you want,
And also believe his words,
But whispering excuses
Do not hide from the eyes of the atrocities
From the eyes of Notre Dame Cathedral

And for the first time to the pleas
Proud Frollo was not deaf.
And fear came upon the cold
His immortal spirit.

- What I should do?
- Raise it as her child!
- What? Burdened with this ugly? So be it, but let him live with you in the cathedral.
- He lives here? Where?
- Anywhere.

It is necessary to hide it all
And the mystery surround.
The bell can be.

- And who knows, God works in mysterious ways.

And would be suitable
It may one day be,
To serve me.

- Frollo gave the child a cruel name. Name meaning poluchelovek - Quasimodo.

And there you have the puzzle that is hidden forever
The chime of Notre Dame.
Who is the monster? Who - a man?
They will tell you a bell
Notre Dame!