The Hunchback of Notre-Dame/ God Help the Outcasts

[Esmeralda:]

I don't know if you can hear me

Or if you're even in there

I don't know if you would listen

To a gypsy's prayer

Yes, I know I'm just an outcast

I shouldn't speak to you

I still see your face and wonder

Were you once an outcast too?

God help the outcast...

Hungry from birth

Show them the mercy

They don't find on Earth

God help my people

We look to you still

God help the outcasts, or nobody will

[Cheria and Kov:]

I ask for wealth

I ask for fame, I ask for glory to shine on my name

I ask for love I can possess

I ask for God and his angels to bless me

[Esmeralda:]

I ask for nothing, I can get by

But I know so many less lucky than I

Please help my people

The poor and the downtrod

I thought we all were the children of God

God help the outcasts, children of God