Stephen Schwartz
Flight into Egypt
[CONGREGATION, spoken]
You have to save her!

[QUASIMODO, spoken]
Save her? Me?

[CONGREGATION, spoken]
Oh, what's the matter? Are you afraid?
Of course he's afraid! And he should be!
But that's what makes you a hero—doing what you're afraid of!
A hero, or a saint!

[QUASIMODO, spoken]
You mean like saint…saint…what’s your name again?

[ST. APHRODISIUS, sung]
Saint Aphrodisius, the Bishop of Beziers
I was beheaded by a mob in Place Saint-Cyr
And though I made a choice
I did not know would bring
My grisly martyring
I wouldn't change a thing

For I kept safe and free
The holy family
On that flight into Egypt
Land of the date and palm
I offered shelter
To her who is Notre Dame
If that's what I could do
Then Quasimodo, you can too

[QUASIMODO, spoken]
But even if I could go out there—how can I find her?

[CONGREGATION, spoken]
The amulet she gave you!
But what is it? Just a web and a jewel!
It doesn't mean anything!

(sung)
No, it must be a clue made with guile and art
And she gave it to you because she knows you're smart
Think, Quasimodo, is it hopeless
Or can you see in it something you've seen before?

[QUASIMODO, spoken]
Seen before...wait, I know this! Look, at this line, that's a bridge, that's a street—and this jewel—

(sung)
It must show where we're supposed to meet
[CONGREGATION, sung]
You've done it, Quasimodo, this we're certain of

[QUASIMODO, spoken]
It's a map! It's a map!
Look—

(sung)
It's the city scene from above

[CONGREGATION, sung]
It's a map of the city from above

[QUASIMODO, spoken]
I'll do it! I'll go out there while it's dark, I'll find Esmeralda, and bring her back!

(sung)
Just like the angel who warned Joseph he must flee
I'll save Esmeralda, her angel will be me
I'll give her sanctuary
Somewhere safe to hide
Protected at my side
A little like a bride

[CONGREGATION]
Like saints in stone and song
[QUASIMODO]
For her I will be strong

[QUASIMODO/CONGREGATION]
And your flight into Egypt
May last your whole life long
Yes, your flight into Egypt
Will last—

[QUASIMODO]
—Our whole life long