MY FIRST EVER POEM OR STORY EVER TO BE PUT ON Fanfiction.net
Enjoy!
Quasimodo's Song
I play the church bells day and night
Give many a peasant a scare
For my face is ugly and monstrous.
My heart song is to the gypsy girl
Who I adore from every sight,
For I wish to take her hand
And fall in love.
But alas my master will slaughter me
If I do such sin
And he wants the best for me although
inside he does not.
And as I think of all the stress I hear the psalm downstairs singing...
Confiteor deo Omnipotenti,
Beatae Mariae semper Virgini
Beato Michaeli archangelo
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis
Oh, I wish I will spent more than a day out there
Where the tradesmen work and children play,
Although they say I am a creature of Hell,
I consider myself heavenly.
Oh, I know if I walk through the valley of the shadow
Of death, I fear evil,
But once again, I know he is with me, at least I think he is.
I wish I will get out of here, where I am free and
I could make a living of myself
Become a famous man, a myth, a legend.
As I think of all the happiness I hear the psalm downstairs singing...
Confiteor deo Omnipotenti,
Beatae Mariae semper Virgini
Beato Michaeli archangelo
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis
As I talk to my friends made of stone,
Oh, that I wish were human,
They convince me to go.
As I eat bread and drink my wine
I wish all were well for me,
And that I was born once more.
And as I think of all the dreams I hear the psalms downstairs singing...
Confiteor deo Omnipotenti,
Beatae Mariae semper Virgini
Beato Michaeli archangelo
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis
AMEN
Enjoy!
Quasimodo's Song
I play the church bells day and night
Give many a peasant a scare
For my face is ugly and monstrous.
My heart song is to the gypsy girl
Who I adore from every sight,
For I wish to take her hand
And fall in love.
But alas my master will slaughter me
If I do such sin
And he wants the best for me although
inside he does not.
And as I think of all the stress I hear the psalm downstairs singing...
Confiteor deo Omnipotenti,
Beatae Mariae semper Virgini
Beato Michaeli archangelo
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis
Oh, I wish I will spent more than a day out there
Where the tradesmen work and children play,
Although they say I am a creature of Hell,
I consider myself heavenly.
Oh, I know if I walk through the valley of the shadow
Of death, I fear evil,
But once again, I know he is with me, at least I think he is.
I wish I will get out of here, where I am free and
I could make a living of myself
Become a famous man, a myth, a legend.
As I think of all the happiness I hear the psalm downstairs singing...
Confiteor deo Omnipotenti,
Beatae Mariae semper Virgini
Beato Michaeli archangelo
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis
As I talk to my friends made of stone,
Oh, that I wish were human,
They convince me to go.
As I eat bread and drink my wine
I wish all were well for me,
And that I was born once more.
And as I think of all the dreams I hear the psalms downstairs singing...
Confiteor deo Omnipotenti,
Beatae Mariae semper Virgini
Beato Michaeli archangelo
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis
AMEN