(gringoire)
Who up there lights up
The roofs of Paris
Like a man
Can suffer from love
Lonely star
Who dies
When the day returns
Hear
Rising towards you
The song of the earth
Hear the cry
Of a man who is in pain
For whom
A million stars
Aren't worth
Not the eyes of the one
Whom he loves
With a mortal love
Who there -high mist
Let the day come
Hear
Roar the heart
Of the human beast
It is the lament
Of quasimodo< br/>Who cries
His mad distress
His voice
Over hill and through dale
Flies away
To reach you
Watch
br/>On this strange world
Who mixes
His voice with the choir of angels
Who lights up there
Illuminate my pen
Like a man
Can suffer from love
From love