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Frollo:
Beata Maria, (Blessed Mary)
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 smoldering 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

It's not my fault
(Mea culpa (My fault))
I'm not to blame
(Mea culpa (My fault))
It is the gypsy girl
The witch who set this flame
(Mea maxima culpa (My greatest fault))
It's not my fault
(Mea culpa (My fault))
If in God's plan
(Mea culpa (My fault))
He made the devil so much stronger than a man
(Mea maxima culpa (My greatest fault))
Protect me, Maria
Don't let the siren cast her spell
Don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone
Destroy Esmeralda
And let her taste the fires of Hell!
Or else let her be mine and mine alone

Guard: Minister Frollo, the gypsy has escaped.
Frollo: What?
Guard: She's nowhere in the cathedral.
She's gone.
Frollo: But how? I... Never mind. Get out, you idiot! I'll find her! I'll find her if I have to burn down all of Paris!

Hellfire
Dark fire
Now gypsy, it's your turn
Choose me or
Your pyre
Be mine or you will burn
(Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy))
God have mercy on her
(Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy))
God have mercy on me
(Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy))
But she will be mine
Or she will burn!

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