I don't know if You can hear me
Or if You're even there
I don't know if You would listen
To a gypsy's prayer

Someday
When we are wiser
When the world's older
When we have learned

So here is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Notre Dame
What makes a monster and what makes a man?

Dies irae, dies illa
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Quando Judex est venturus
Confutatis maledictis

Judex crederis esse venturus
In te, Domine, speravi
Non confundar in aeternum
Salvum fac populum tuum
Judex crederis

Maybe you've heard of a terrible place
Where the soundrels of Paris
Collect in a lair

Paris, the city of lovers
Is glowing this evening
True, that's because it's on fire
But still, there's "l'amour"

So many times out here
I've watched a happy pair
Of lovers walking in the night
They had a kind of glow around them
It almost looked like heaven's light

I don't know if You can hear me
Or if You're even there
I don't know if You would listen
To a gypsy's prayer

Agnus Dei
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Agnus Dei
Dona nobis pacem