We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.
Without a home, Oh Notre dame we come and ask of you.
Asylum. Asylum.
We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.
Without a home, Oh Notre dame we come and ask of you.
Asylum. Asylum.
At Paris gates we stand, ten thousand in our band.
And one day soon we'll be, a million in this land.
We wonder what you'll do, the day we ask of you.
Asylum. Asylum.
We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.
Without a home, Oh Notre dame we come and ask of you.
Asylum. Asylum.
We are the down-and-outs, here at the city gates.
And all of Paris waits, to see what we're about.
The world will change someday; We'll make it work someway.
The day we come to stay, with you.
We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.
Without a home.
We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.
Without a home.
The refugees.
Without a home.
We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.
Without a home.
We are the strangers here, the refugees.
We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.
Without a home.
We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.
Without a home, Oh Notre dame we come and ask of you.
Asylum. Asylum.
We are the strangers here, the refugees the women and men.
Without a home, Oh Notre dame we come and ask of you.
Asylum. Asylum. Asylum. Asylum.
Monsieur Phoebus de Chateaupers, captain of the archers of the crown.
I order you to arrest, these strangers disturbing the town.
Disperse now at any cost this rabble of the lost.
Who come to disturb the peace, All Paris demand they cease.
At your order's monsignor Frollo. In god's name my men will strike a blow.
We'll clear this riff raff from your sight, these beggar thieves that live by night.
Beautiful girl why are you here, is it from heaven you appear?
Paradise must be your home, you're like no one I've ever known.
