Beautiful, it's a word that seems invented for her
When she dances and reveals her body
Like a bird spreading its wings to fly away
Then I feel Hell opening beneath my feet
I laid my eyes beneath her gypsy dress
What use is it to me to pray to Our Lady anymore?
Who will be the one to cast the first stone at her
That person does not deserve to be on earth
Oh Lucifer, oh let me just once
Run my fingers through Esmeralda's hair

Beautiful, is it the devil who has incarnated in her
To divert my eyes from the eternal God?
Who has placed in my being this carnal desire
To prevent me from looking towards Heaven?
She carries within her the original sin
Does desiring her make me a criminal?
The one who was taken for a girl of joy, a girl of nothing
Suddenly seems to bear the cross of the human kind
Oh Our Lady, oh let me just once
Push open the door to Esmeralda's garden

Beautiful, despite her big black eyes that bewitch you
Is the young lady still a virgin?
When her movements show me mountains and marvels
Under her petticoat in the colors of the rainbow
My beloved, let me be unfaithful to you
Before having led you to the altar
Who is the man who would turn his gaze away from her
At the risk of being turned into a statue of salt?
Oh Fleur-de-Lys, I would like to be a man of faith
I will go pick the flower of love from Esmeralda

I laid my eyes beneath her gypsy dress
What use is it to me to pray to Our Lady anymore?
Who will be the one to cast the first stone at her
That person does not deserve to be on earth
Oh, let me just once
Run my fingers through Esmeralda's hair
Esmeralda's

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