from french musical Dramalyrics:BeautyThis is a word that seems to have been invented for her,When she dances and when she exposes her body to the day, just likeA bird which outspreads its wings to get off the ground.This is when I feel the hell, opening up under my feetI've looked under her Gypsy dress.What else is there to ask Virgin Mary for?Who... Is the one who'll throw the first stone at her?They do not deserve to stay on Earth.Oh, Lucifer! Let me, just once,Run my fingers through the hair of Esmeralda.Beauty...Is it the devil who has incarnated into herTo tear my eyes from the eternal Lord...Who has put into my being this carnal desireTo prevent me from looking to the Heaven?She carries the original sin in herselfIs desiring her a crime for me?The one who they considered a funny girl, a girl of the streetSuddenly seems to carry the cross of the humanityOh! I beseech you our lady oh! allow me just onceOpen the door to the garden of Esmeralda.Beauty...Despite her big black eyes which bewitch youCould the lady still be a maiden?When her movements show me mountains and miraclesUnder her skirt of the colours of the rainbowMy Dulcinea, let me be unfaithful to youBefore I lead you down the aisleWhat... A man would tear his regard from her??Under penalty of being turned into a pillar of saltO, Fleur-de-Lys,... I'm not a man of my wordI'm going to pluck the flower of Esmeralda's lovemy eyes gazed under her gipsy dressWhat else is there to ask Virgin Mary for?Who... Is the one who'll throw a stone at her?They don't deserve to stay on Earth.Oh, Lucifer! Let me, just once, Run my fingers through the hair of Esmeralda...Esmeralda...