The Word Phoebus [Le mot Phœbus] [Finnish translation]

Esmeralda:

Now I hope you'll tell me please, who I'm honoured to be married to.

Gringoire:

Gringoire poet please be at ease. Prince of Paris streets don't you know.

Esmeralda:

Prince of Paris streets, is that so?

Gringoire:

I am not a ladies man, but if you want you can be my.

Inspiration, muse to the end.

Esmeralda:

You who can read and can write. I know you can show me the light.

What means this name Phoebus?

Gringoire:

Who on earth could dare to wear, a name so fine.

Who has such pride?

Esmeralda:

He's the one my heart's beating for.

Gringoire:

If I recall my Latin, the word Phoebus it means the sun.

Esmeralda:

Phoebus, it means the sun.