[FROLLO]
See how it's cruel
See how it's wicked
See how I've sheltered you
From having to go through this
How could you do this
To me

[QUASIMODO, spoken]
Forgive, Master
Won't ever leave again

[FROLLO]
Now, boy you see
You don't belong with normal men
You are happy when
You're in your sanctuary

[QUASIMODO]
Sanctuary

[FROLLO]
Back to your sanctuary

[FROLLO & QUASIMODO]
Never to come out here

[FROLLO, spoken]
Again
Take the boy inside

[ENSEMBLE]
So the poor hunchback
Retreated back in through
The doors of Notre Dame
And there followed the gypsy girl
Who'd never been through
The doors of Notre Dame

And she stopped and beheld all the beauty
Like a beggar receiving an alms
And each window and pillar
And arch seemed to fill her with light

[ESMERALDA]
The light of Notre Dame