Frollo:
[to Quasimodo]
Oh, my dear Quasimodo. You don't know what it's like out there. I do. I do.
[sings]
Frollo:
The world is cruel, the world is wicked / It's I alone that you can trust in this whole city. / I am your only friend. / I who keep you, teach you, feed you, dress you / I who look upon you without fear. / How can I protect you boy, unless you always stay in here, / Away in here?
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