Notre Dame de Paris 中, Belle

 

 

 

 

 

 

       Notre Dame de Paris 中, Belle

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

                                                                  Quasimodo  콰지모도

                                                                  Belle 
                                                                  C’est un mot qu’on dirait invente pour elle 
                                                                  Quand elle danse et qu’elle met son corps a jour, tel 
                                                                  Un oiseau qui etend ses ailes pour s’envoler 
                                                                  Alors je sens l’enfer s’ouvrir sous mes pieds 
                                                                  J’ai pose mes yeux sous sa robe de gitane 
                                                                  A quoi me sert encore de prier Notre-Dame 
                                                                  Quel 
                                                                  Est celui qui lui jettera la premiere pierre  
                                                                  Celui-la ne merite pas d’etre sur terre 
                                                                  O Lucifer! oh! laisse-moi rien qu’une fois  
                                                                  Glisser mes doigts dans les cheveux d’Esmeralda

                                                                  아름다워
                                                                  이 말은 그녀를 위해 만들어진 것이네
                                                                  그녀가 춤을 추고 몸을 움직일 때
                                                                  그건 마치 날개를 펴 나는 한 마리 새 같네 
                                                                  그러나 나는 내 발 밑에서는 지옥이 열리는 걸 느끼네 
                                                                  그녀의 집시 치마 속에 나의 두 눈을 뗄 수가 없는데 
                                                                  노트르담에서 기도가 더 이상 무슨 소용이 있을까 
                                                                  이 여자에게 처음으로 돌을 던지는 자 누구인가 
                                                                  그는 더 이상 이 땅에서 살아가지 못하리라 
                                                                  오, 사탄의 왕 루시퍼여 
                                                                  오, 단 한 번만이라도 
                                                                  에스메랄다의 머릿칼을 만질 수 있게 해주오

 

 

                                                                  Frollo  프롤로

 

                                                                  Belle 
                                                                  Est-ce le diable qui s’est incarne en elle 
                                                                  Pour detourner mes yeux du Dieu eternel  
                                                                  Qui a mis dans mon etre ce desir charnel  
                                                                  Pour m’empecher de regarder vers le Ciel 
                                                                  Elle porte en elle le peche originel 
                                                                  La desirer fait-il de moi un criminel  
                                                                  Celle 
                                                                  Qu’on prenait pour une fille de joie une fille de rien 
                                                                  Semble soudain porter la croix du genre humain 
                                                                  O Notre-Dame 
                                                                  Oh! laisse-moi rien qu’une fois 
                                                                  Pousser la porte du jardin d’Esmeralda

                                                                  아름다워 
                                                                  내 눈이 신의 곁을 떠나도록
                                                                  악마가 그녀의 모습으로 나타난 걸까 
                                                                  누가 하늘을 바라보던 나의 시선을 가로막고  
                                                                  내 안에 이런 육체의 욕망을 불어 넣었나 
                                                                  그녀 스스로 숙명의 원죄를 지니고 있는데 
                                                                  그녀를 원하는 나의 욕망만이 죄가 된단 말인가 
                                                                  사람들이 천히 여기는 그녀가 
                                                                  갑자기 인류의 십자가를 지고 가는 것처럼 보이네 
                                                                  오, 노트르담이여
                                                                  오, 단 한 번만이라도 
                                                                  에스메랄다 정원의 문을 열고 들어갈 수 있게 해주오

 

 

                                                                  Phoebus  푀뷔스

 

                                                                  Belle 
                                                                  Malgre ses grands yeux noirs qui vous ensorcellent 
                                                                  La demoiselle serait-elle encore pucelle? 
                                                                  Quand ses mouvements me font voir monts et merveilles  
                                                                  Sous son jupon aux couleurs de l’arc-en-ciel 
                                                                  Ma dulcinee laissez-moi vous etre infidele 
                                                                  Avant de vous avoir menee jusqu’a l’autel  
                                                                  Quel 
                                                                  Est l’homme qui detournerait son regard d’elle 
                                                                  Sous peine d’etre change en statue de sel  
                                                                  O Fleur-de-Lys 
                                                                  Je ne suis pas homme de foi  
                                                                  J’irai cueillir la fleur d’amour d’Esmeralda

 

                                                                  아름다워 
                                                                  그녀의 커다란 검은 눈이 당신을사로잡는다 해도
                                                                  그녀는 아직 순결하지 않은가 
                                                                  그녀의 무지개 빛 치마 속에서 
                                                                  나는 찬란한 세상을 보았네
                                                                  경이와 신비를 보여 줄 때 
                                                                  나의 연인이여 그대를 성전으로 데리고 가기 전까지
                                                                  내가 흔들리게 내버려 두오
                                                                  설령 망부석으로 변한다 할지라도
                                                                  어느 남자가 그녀에게 시선을 피할 수 있단 말이오
                                                                  오, 플뢰르 드 리스 
                                                                  나는 진실한 남자가 아니라오 
                                                                  나는 에스메랄다의 사랑의 꽃을 꺾으러 가리다

 

 

                                                                  Quasimodo,Frollo,Phoebus  콰지모도, 프롤로, 푀뷔스

                                                                  J’ai pose mes yeux sous sa robe de gitane 
                                                                  A quoi me sert encore de prier Notre Dame
                                                                  Quel 
                                                                  Est celui qui lui jettera la premiere pierre 
                                                                  Celui-la ne merite pas d’etre sur terre 
                                                                  Lucifer! 
                                                                  Oh! laisse-moi rien qu’une fois 
                                                                  Glisser mes doigts dans les cheveux d’Esmeralda 
                                                                  Esmeralda

                                                                  나는 그녀의 집시 치마 속에 두 눈을 뗄 수가 없는데
                                                                  노트르담에서 기도를 올리는 것이
                                                                  나에게 더 이상 무슨 소용이 있을까
                                                                  이 여자에게 처음으로 돌을 던지는 자 누구인가 
                                                                  그는 더 이상 이 땅에서 살아가지 못하리라 
                                                                  오, 사탄의 왕 루시퍼여 
                                                                  오, 단 한 번만
                                                                  에스메랄다의 머릿칼을 만질 수 있게 해주오
                                                                  에스메랄다