Paris by moonlight ("Lune" Notre-Dame De Paris)

Oh, moon
Who shines from above
On the rooftops of Paris
See
How a man
Can suffer from love.
Beautiful
Solitary star
Who dies
Hear
Coming up to you
The song of the earth
Hear the cry
Of a troubled man
A million stars
Are not worth
The eyes
Oh his deadly love.
Moon
High up in the clouds
Before
The day comes
Hear
This roar from the heart
Of this human beast
Quasimodo
Who cries
Crazy from distress
Up the hills and down the valleys
Who would fly
To reach you
Moon
This evening
In this strange world
That mixes
Her voice with a choir of angels.
Moon
Lighting up the heavens
May you
Light up my pen
As a man
May suffer in love
And for love