Quasimodo:
I leave you this whistle
So you'll be able to call me.
In the day you'll stay here
But you can walk about at night
On the roofs of the cathedral
Under the stars.
You aren't listening to me
You're already asleep
The world is so evil, outside,
But how beautiful you are when you sleep,
In your sleep.
Esmeralda,
Are you dreaming of your sun?