English Version Belle Garou, Daniel Lavoie, Steve
Belle, is the only word I know that suits her well. When she dances oh the stories she can tell. A free bird trying out her wings to fly away. And when I see her move I see hell to pay. She dances naked in my soul and sleep won t come. And it s no use to pray these prayers to Notre dame. Tell, who d be the first to raise his hand and throw a stone. I d hang him high and laugh to see him die alone. Oh Lucifer please let me go beyond god s law. And run my fingers through her hair, Esmeralda. Belle, there s a demon inside her who came from hell. And he turned my eyes from god and oh, I fell. She put this heat inside me I m ashamed to tell. Without my god inside I m just a burning shell. The sin of eve she has in her I know so well. For want of her I know I d give my soul to sell. Belle, this gypsy girl is there a soul beneath her skin. And does she bear the cross of all our human sin. Oh Notre dame please let me go beyo
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