Lletres: Jose Carreras. There Is More To Love.

FROLLO
There is more to love
So much more is wicked
It's I alone whom you can trust in this whole city
I am your only friend
I who keep you, teach you, feed 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 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 are my one defender

FROLLO
Out there they'll revile you
As a monster

QUASIMODO

I am a monster

FROLLO
Out there they will hate
And scorn and jeer

QUASIMODO
Only a monster

FROLLO
Why invite their calumny
And 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
And stay
In here

QUASIMODO
I'll stay
In here