Gringoire:
Your hands are like ice. You're not afraid are you?
Esmeralda:
Not now oh Gringoire, Why did I ever come to Paris?
Gringoire:
Don't cry darling
Esmeralda:
I keep thinking and thinking How I came here to soften the king heart towards my people until my silly heart betrayed me for that I deserve to die.
Gringoire:
You will not! I will get you free
Esmeralda:
You will look out after my people when I am gone
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