03. Out There - The Hunchback of Notre Dame (Studio Cast Recording) скачать в хорошем качестве

03. Out There - The Hunchback of Notre Dame (Studio Cast Recording)

The third (and my personal favorite) track in this amazing recording! :) CAST: Patrick Page as Dom Claude Frollo Michael Arden as Quasimodo LYRICS FROLLO: The world is cruel The world is wicked It's I alone whom you can trust, In this whole city I am your only friend I who keep you, feed you, Teach 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 Remember what I've taught you, Quasimodo. You are deformed... QUASIMODO: I am deformed... FROLLO: And you are ugly QUASIMODO: And I am ugly FROLLO: And these are crimes for which, The world shows little pity You do not comprehend QUASIMODO: You're my defender FROLLO: Out there, they'll revile you, As a monster QUASIMODO: I am monster FROLLO: Out there, they will hate, And scorn and jeer QUASIMODO: Only monster FROLLO: Why invite their curses, And their consternation? Stay in here Be faithful to me QUASIMODO: I'm faithful FROLLO: Grateful to me QUASIMODO: I'm grateful FROLLO: Do as I say Obey... FROLLO and QUASIMODO: And stay in here (I'll stay in here) FROLLO: Remember, Quasimodo: this is your sanctuary. QUASIMODO: My...sanctuary... 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 above 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 Ev'ry day they shout and scold, And go about their lives Heedless of the gift it is to be them If I were in their skin, I'd treasure ev'ry instant! Out there, strolling by the Seine 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!