Morning in Paris, the city awakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
The fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
To the big bells as loud as the thunder
To the little bells soft as a psalm
And some say the soul of the city’s
The toll of the bells
The bells of Notre Dame
The opening song of ‘The hunchback of the Notre Dame’ told us about personalities and characters more than they spoke about different communities.
‘Guiltless’ people with a ‘clear conscience’ who ‘see corruption everywhere except within’, people who desperately claim ‘sanctuary’ in hearts, good people who accept people as they are and innocent people who wish for freedom more than independence.
You can lie to yourself and your minions
You can claim that you haven’t a qualm
But you never can run from
Nor hide what you’ve done from the eyes
The very eyes of Notre Dame
The eyes of Notre Dame are the hearts of all those whose hands stacked up the bricks of Notre Dame, the sanctuary for every being, the ones gifted with the power of acceptance. ‘Power’ and ‘Control’ can never hide from the eyes of the Notre Dame.
Notre Dame is not just a building or a structure. Notre Dame is the ability to house and care all the Quasimodos denied to freedom, to be loved, that they have to ultimately rebel for the better.
Notre Dame lives within all of us.
Now here is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Notre Dame
Who is the monster and who is the man?
Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells of Notre Dame
Believe 