Listen to me, let me speak, upon these works of art.
I've dwelt within that fabled city. It's architecture fills my heart.
Let me tell you, I have seen where great ideas are born.
Illuminating all the darkness in the corners of the world.
Ask of me, I will tell you, let your conscience be your guide.
It's nothing but a hellhole here while Paris waits, a virgin bride.

Is it true? Were you once a pupil of the great Mozart.
It's true. But I was hopeless then, clumsy as a horse and cart.
Could it be I dreamt so long to act upon the stage and sing.
The footlights smoking at my feet while curtains rise like velvet wings.

Come with me. Let me show you the opera and the comedy.
The lamplit corner where the girls are raven haired and fancy free.
We'd play the dashing rogues and infiltrate the grand salon.
And walk in wonder through the Louvre, across the Seine to the Sorbonne.
In cafes we would feed our heads with absynthe and philosophy.
Engage the students of Voltaire and curse the aristocracy.

In Paris the bells of Notre Dame ring out
In Paris we'd raise up our voices and shout.
We'll not rest til the ramparts of that city stand before us bright and clear.
Penniless in Paris is better than the life we're leading here.

In Paris we'd search for fame.
In Paris we'd be born again.
As though the streets are paved with gold, in Paris we'd put our trust.
Paris, she was made for us. Paris, she was made for us.
In Paris we could liberate our souls.

I've heard that there's infernal noise,
The stench and cockroach out to rob
The hungry crowds that fill the street.
Their anarchy consumes the mob.
We'd rent a room above the din somewhere along the Boulevard.
And find employment on the stage, the unwashed mass in disregard.
And bright you'd shine, a brand new star. And you would play your violin.
We'll take the city by the throat and revel in it's glorious sin.

In Paris the bells of Notre Dame ring out
In Paris we'd raise up our voices and shout.
We'll not rest til the ramparts of that city stand before us bright and clear.
Penniless in Paris is better than the life we're leading here.
In Paris we'd search for fame.
In Paris we'd be born again.
As though the streets are paved with gold, in Paris we'll put our trust.
For Paris, she was made for us. Paris, she was made for us.
In Paris we will liberate our souls.

Razem
In Paris the bells of Notre Damme ring out
In Paris we live what we've dreamt about.
We'll not rest til the curtain of the theatre falls on a cheering crowd

Mężczyźni
For Paris she was made for us

Kobiety
Paris, she was made for us

Razem
In Paris we all live the actor's life!

Kobieta #1
Now who indeed is that fine thing?
Such a strapping country boy.

Kobieta #2
I'll wager he's not lonely long
A face like that is soon employed.

Nicolas
Oh my God, Lestat!

Lestat
Nicolas!

Nicolas
I can't believe it's you! What are you doing here?

Lestat
It's been too long.

Nicolas
That was my entrance. I'll be right back. Uh, Luchina, this is Lestat, the one I was telling you about. Look after him.

Mężczyzna
Feast your eyes, for chances are that all you'll get to do is stare.

Kobieta #1
Too well-bred for the likes of you.

Luchina
He'll not resist this pretty pair.

Kobieta #1
I'd give my meager wages for a roll with that young stranger there.

Mężczyzna
Innocence of that sweet smile might cause your clothes to disappear.

Lestat
I hope you realize you look ridiculous.

Nicolas
Remember how we used to pretend to be dashing Parisian rogues? Well now I've found a way to make a living at it.

Lestat
If I recall, I was the dashing rogue. You always played the dim-witted servant.

Nicolas
True. How long will you be in Paris?

Lestat
Forever. I've left the Auvergne.

Nicolas
You're free. At last. I thought you'd never escape. Oh Hell, I'm on again. Don't move.

Razem
In Paris the bells of Notre Dame ring out
In Paris we live what we've dreamt about.
We'll not rest til the curtain of the theatre falls on a cheering crowd
Applause for us in Paris comes with the life we're leading now.

Mężczyźni
In Paris we'll search for fame.

Kobiety
In Paris we are born again.

Razem
And though the streets aren't paved with gold,
in Paris we'll put our trust
For Paris, she was made for us.

Lestat i Nicolas
Paris, she was made for us.

Razem
In Paris we will liberate our lives.