Belle

Little town, it's a quiet village

Every day like the one before

Little town, full of little people

Waking up to say

Bonjour! Bonjour!

Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!

There goes the baker with his tray like always

The same old bread and rolls to sell

Every morning just the same

Since the morning that we came

To this poor, provincial town

Good Morning, Belle!

Good morning, Monsieur Jean

Have you lost something again?

Well, I believe I have

Problem is, I, I can't remember what

Oh well, I'm sure it'll come to me

Where are you off to?

To return this book to Père Robert?

It's about two lovers in fair Verona

Sounds boring

Look there she goes, that girl is strange, no question

Dazed and distracted, can't you tell?

Never part of any crowd

'Cause her head's up on some cloud

No denying she's a funny girl that Belle

Bonjour! Good day! How is your family?

Bonjour! Good day! How is your wife?

I need six eggs! That's too expensive!

There must be more than this provincial life!

Ah, if it isn't the only bookworm in town

So, where did you run off to this week?

Two cities in Northern Italy

I didn't want to come back

Have you got any new places to go?

I'm afraid not

But you may re-read any of the old ones that you'd like

Your library makes our small corner of the world feel big

Bon voyage!

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Look there she goes, the girl is so peculiar

I wonder if she's feeling well

With a dreamy, far-off look

And her nose stuck in a book

What a puzzle to the rest of us is Belle

Oh, isn't this amazing?

It's my favourite part because you'll see

Here's where she meets Prince Charming

But she won't discover that it's him 'til chapter three

Now it's no wonder that her name means 'Beauty'

Her looks have got no parallel

But behind that fair facade

I'm afraid she's rather odd

Very different from the rest of us

She's nothing like the rest of us

Yes, different from the rest of us is Belle

Look at her, LeFou, my future wife

Belle is the most beautiful girl in the village

That makes her the best

But she's so well-read

And you're so athletically inclined

Yes, but ever since the war

I've felt like I've been missing something

And she's the only girl that gives me that sense of-

Mmm, je ne sais quoi?

I don't know what that means

Right from the moment when I met her, saw her

I said she's gorgeous and I fell

Here in town, there's only she

Who is beautiful as me

So I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle

Look there he goes

Isn't he dreamy?

Monsieur Gaston

Oh, he's so cute!

Be still, my heart

I'm hardly breathing

He's such a tall, dark, strong and handsome brute!

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Bonjour

Pardon

Good day

Mais oui

You call this bacon?

What lovely flowers

Some cheese

Ten yards

One pound

Excuse me

I'll get the knife

Please let me through

This bread

Those fish

It's stale

They smell

Madame's mistaken

Well, maybe so

There must be more than this provincial life!

Just watch, I'm going to make Belle my wife!

Look there she goes

That girl is strange but special

A most peculiar mademoiselle

It's a pity and a sin

She doesn't quite fit in

'Cause she really is a funny girl

A beauty but a funny girl

She really is a funny girl

That Belle!