Russian lyrics from Cocciante's musical (translated)

32. Birds in a cage (Les oiseaux qu'on met en cage)

Esmeralda:
Birds caught in captivity -
Who'll open the door?
Poor heart is broken -
How to help it now?
Like a swallow of spring
I flown where I wanted
And I sang how I wanted
My free songs
Where are you, my faithful bellringer,
Where are you, my Quasimodo?
Bend out these steel bars
And free me from the prison

Quasimodo:
Where are you now, Esmeralda?
Where are you hiding from me?
I haven't seen you for three long days
Maybe you've gone away
With that handsome capitain
And, like an unmarried wife,
You live with him somewhere?
Or - God, don't let it be! - you have died
Without cross nor confession
And nobody could have
Helped the Gypsy to the last journey?

Esmeralda:
Do you remember how we met?

Quasimodo:
That cursed day of disgrace

Esmeralda:
You have suffered in the heat!

Quasimodo:
You had pity on me then

Both:
That was how we met
That became our friendship
And I believe, and I know -
It's an everlasting friendship

Quasimodo:
Birds caught in captivity -
Who will help it now?

Both:
Who will set it free?
Who'll open the door?

33. Miserables (Condamnes)
(unsure about the title)

For vagabonds - like us - this life - is a nightmare
Our shelter - is prison - whip and chains - are our law
We're no-one - we're nothing - needless - to anybody
But instead - but instead - we're always - guilty of everything!

Our life - is an endless battle - our song - is endless lamentation!

Who - even one single time - would - pity us?
Nobody!
Where - is that friend and brother - who - would like us?
Nowhere!

No home - no court (unsure) - no warmth - no goodness
And in answer - to our begging - (we get) only chains - and prison
And so - we stand up - we've got knives - and brass knuckles
Who's not 'our' - is an enemy - this is - our answer!

Our life - is an endless battle - our song - is endless lamentation!

Where - is this land - that is - paradise for vagabonds?
Nowhere!
Where from - to the snow and night - everyone - chases us away?
From everywhere!

Our life - is an endless battle - our song - is endless lamentation!

Not to go away - anywhere - not to forgive - never!
(Well, there is such a beast in Slavic languages called 'double contradiction' - or negation, dunno - , it acts just like a normal, single one in English... I decided to keep 'never' instead of changing it to 'ever', cuz they repeat it below)
Never!
Never!

34. The trial (Le proces)

Frollo:
And so, Esmeralda, by your hand
Phoebus de Chateaupers was wounded

Esmeralda:
He's wounded, wounded, he's not dead!
My beloved is alive, I will see him!

Frollo:
Don't play-act, lying won't help you
Your own knife was found by him

Esmeralda:
But I don't know who stabbed (him)

Frollo:
You and he were alone in that room

Esmeralda:
It was that phantom, that dark monk
He followed us all night

Frollo:
It has all just appeared tou you in the darkness
These fabrications won't help you now

Esmeralda:
He was very similar to you!

Frollo:
Silence, Gypsy, you lie, these are all lies!

Frollo & choir:
All this trouble about one girl!
Oh these Gypsies - what a nation!

Frollo:
Do you confess the stabbing?

Esmeralda:
I swere, I'm not guilty of anything

35. The torture (La torture)

Frollo:
Torture the witch! Here and now!
We have to help her confess
Squeeze her fingers hard, squeeze, squeeze!
Do you confess?

Esmeralda:
I confess that I love!

Frollo:
The word has been said: she confessed

Esmeralda:
Murderer! Murderer!

Frollo:
And so, Gypsy: you've confessed magic, lechery (or 'harlotry') and attempting to kill Phoebus de Chateaupers. You will be conduced through the city in one shirt to the Place de Greve and hanged. Pray.

36. It's my fault (Etre pretre et aimer une femme)

I was absolutely happy when I hadn't know love
My days were passing on work and prayers
And the woice of worldly passions seemed to be silenced in me
And my soul was occupied only by God

Oh, righteous God, it's my fault
I love, it's the only thing (love) that fills my soul

I women I had seen evil, weapons of Satan
I never let them into my thoughs and dreams
And so lasted my sinless life
But suddenly I opened the window and saw her

Oh, righteous God, it's my fault
I love, it's the only thing (love) that fills my soul

I though I was like a rock - unshakeable and hard
And then this one (little) stone turned it all into a pile (of rubble)
A sleeping volcano woke up and flood me alive ("flood with lava", not sure if I used correct words)
My perdition(*) is in it and also my happiness (* again the word "gibel", see above to "Tu vas me detruire")

Oh, righteous God, it's my fault
I love, yes, I love! it's the only thing (love) that fills my soul
Oh, righteous God, it's my fault

Embrace me! Make me suffer any pain you want
But just let me be with you
In life and in death; and in eternal fire
For me it will be everlasting paradise!

Oh, righteous God, it's my fault
I love, yes, I love! it's the only thing (love) that fills my soul
Oh, righteous God, it's my fault
I love

37. Oh, Phoebus (Phoebus)

Oh, Phoebus!
What happiness - you're alive!
How can I see you,
My Phoebus?
Death has missed, but now
It's upon me
Oh, Phoebus!
Save me, my dear!

Oh, Phoebus!
You'll defend me against them
You'll tell them all
My Phoebus!
That man in black
Rushed in there with my knife
Oh, Phoebus!
He stabbed you with it!

Oh, Phoebus!
I beg you, don't be late
Set me free, quickly
My Phoebus!
We'll go away and we'll be
Happier than all the people
Oh, Phoebus!
There, in my Andalusia!
There, in my Andalusia!
Oh, Phoebus!

38. If you can, forgive (Je reviens vers toi)

I came to you to say "Forgive me!"
I love you more than anything on earth!
Treacherous divinations made me loose my way
I avoided death only thanks to a miracle

But the ilusion has disappeared, the topor (not the best word, 'some state similar to drunkness') has gone
I broke the chains easily
It wasn't me - it was someone else
I'm the same Phoebus - I'm always yours

I came to you with my head held low (is there such phrase in English?)
And I beg for condescension
And that Gypsy girl is in prison
She'll be executed, no doubt

Forget about her, as I have forgotten
But please: don't forget one thing:
I love you, as I always loved
And forgive me if you can

If you can, forgive!
If you can, forgive!

39. Swear me (La monture)

You look so beautiful on a horse
First among the heros
My noble 'chevalier' (French!)
Groom and faithful knight!
But how, my 'chevalier',
Such a weakness of spirit
That so easily
A whore dragged you into bedding?

I'll forgive you everything, hero
I'll throw myself into this whirl
I'll unite with you under a crown
But swear me, upon your head
But swear me, upon your head
That they will hang this witch!

My dear, you're no angel
And I'm no sheep
Dreams, hopes, oaths -
Unfortunately, nothing's everlasting
But now, in different way
I see everything (inversion), just as it is!

All will be wonderful, my dear
I believe in our happiness
When, with you, I will learn
The teachings of pleasure
We'll have everything
That others can only dream about.
Always obiedient,
I will be a faithful wife
But swear me, upon your head
That they will hang this beast!

But swear me, upon your head
But swear me, upon your head
That they will hang this witch!
That they will hang Esmeralda!

40. Frollo pays Esmeralda a visit (Visite de Frollo a Esmeralda)

Frollo:
I'm here to prepare you to death

Esmeralda:
I'm cold, let me out
What wrong have I done to you?

Frollo:
Do you hear the bell,
This heavently voice?
It announces the death
You have an hour

Esmeralda:
In an hour
My suffering will end

Frollo:
Will you dance one last time
On the square, before the people?

Esmeralda:
For what my fault
Is this hate towards me?

Frollo:
It's not hate
I'ts love
LOVE!

Esmeralda:
It's impossible!
How the Creator could let
That priest would dare
To fall in love with a Gypsy?

41. Frollo's recognition (Un matin tu dansais)
(highly unsure about the title; Google translator says so, but I think 'confession' would fit here more)

Frollo:
One morning
I saw you
And your dance
Simply enchanted me
Before I've never
And nowhere seen such a miracle
Since then, I'm death (or rather French 'perdu', again the 'gibel/pagubit'' conotation)
I'm lost - I love you!
This passion devours me like hellfire!

Esmeralda:
He'll come, he'll come
Sun of my life
He'll take me
Far from the people
In this wonderland
Like in paradise, we'll live in love and accord (?)
And you - get lost,
Let your fire devour you (to death; 'devour' is here in 'finished' form of the verb)

Frollo:
Your life and love
Are all in my hands
So many days and nights
I've been dying on and on (unsure)
You must become mine
Or the execution awaits you
That's whole sentence:

Both:
Either life or death

Frollo:
Your only choice
Choose: yes or no; life or death
Go on, tell me 'yes'!
Or you'll fall silent for ever in slip-knot

Esmeralda:
No! No! No! No!

42. Ran away (Liberes)

Quasimodo:
They ran away - they didn't fear - neither locks - nor chains
The night is dark - the guards are sleeping - fly away - free way

Quasimodo/Clopin:
(Quasi and Clopin sing different texts, I separated it with '/' )
The way is free/The way is free
The night is dark/The night is dark
The way is free/This world
The night is dark/Is like prison
No locks/We don't want
The night is dark/To live in darkness
No chains/We don't want
The night is dark/To rot in prison

Quasimodo:
It's a good night:
Nothing can be seen
The guards are asleep
And the cage is empty!

Quasimodo & Clopin / Gringoire:
They ran away - they didn't fear/They ran away
Neither locks - nor chains
The night is dark - the guards are sleeping/Into God's world!
Fly away - free way
They ran away - they didn't fear/Without liberty
Neither locks - nor chains
The night is dark - the guards are sleeping/There is no life!
Fly away - free way

Esmeralda:
We don't want
To live in darkness
We don't want
To rot in prison

All / Gringoire:
They ran away - they didn't fear/We don't want
Neither locks - nor chains
The night is dark - the guards are sleeping/To live in darkness
Fly away - free way
We don't want!/They ran away!
We don't want!/They ran away!
We don't want!/They ran away!

43. Moon (Lune)
(Gotta say it: this song is in Russian even better than the orginal IMO)

Night
In this hour of night
Like
A lone eye
There
In the dark space is shining
The moon (inversion)
Before it lies Paris
Moon!
Look, hear!
Moon!
Do you hear the cry of unanswered love, the cry of soul?
It's a song of tears
And in it
Millions of stars
Are less bright
Million times
Than the fire
That burns within us
Moon!

Yes,
Whoever he was
A beggar
Or the king himself
But the pain
Of unhappy love is equal for all and this pain
Becomes a moan,
Of beseechings
Full (inversion - 'full of beseechings')
It flies up
In this impenetrable darkness
To the light
It flies to you
My moon

There
Among the far stars
Hear
This song of tears
Moon

There's nothing more powerful,
There's nothing more painful
And there's nothing more beautiful than you,
Love!

44. Call me if something happens (Je te laisse un sifflet)

Quasimodo:
Esmeralda, please, trust me

Esmeralda:
We're friends, I trust you as myself

Quasimodo:
Take this whistle, call me if something happens

Esmeralda:
I can't by day, but by night
Let me go on the roof of the church and look at the far stars

Quasimodo:
It's all equal for me now, I won't sleep

Esmeralda:
If you see my Phoebus
Tell him I'm waiting for him

Quasimodo:
Day and night you think only about him
You think only about one

45. Righteous God, why (Dieu, que le monde est injuste)

Righteous God, why
There is no truth on earth
And all that I love
Wasn't destined to me?

I'll throw to your feet
Stars, sun, moon
I'll give my life for you
But what would you need it for?

Seems like that was God's will
That with one look
He lit up the fire of love
In the depth of Gypsy's eyes

Your saviour, your hero
You think only about him
Under shining beauty
You don't see the vanity

He's beautiful - I'm ugly
He's well-taught - I'm not
But to love you like I do -
He can never do it

He was born to win
In love and in war
But what for to this world
I was born, tell me!

Is it true that you,
Righteous God, made it so:
That the rich is always rich
And the poor is always poor?

But we, since our youngest years
Keep repeating your words:
That the one who's poor -
God loves him more.

That the hungry will be fed
And the lost will be born again
Who prays for love
Will be rewarded with it

God, I love her
Like nobody, nobody else!
Why my beloved
Will never be with me?

There's no truth on earth
Why, tell me?
God, you gave him everything
Why not me?

46. Live (Vivre)

What a beautiful night!
And in the silence of the night
A rain of stars falls
On the city that's asleep
On this earth
This night
I am
Alone with the moon

Live
Only for love
Love
Like nobody else
Give
And want nothing in return

Live
How I want to live
Be a free bird
Look at the earth
Night
Help me, night
Chase everything away
I'm a Gypsy daughter

Live
Only for love
Love
Like nobody else
Give
And want nothing in return

This goblet of grief to the bottom
I'm ready to drink (inversion)
If it's fated to me
This pain of love
To love you
And be happy

Live
Only for love
Even
If I'm not with you
And yet
I want no other fate
I pray
Hear me from far away
I love
And I'm dying of love
And I'm dying of love

47. Attack on Notre Dame (L’attaque de Notre-Dame)

Clopin:
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help!
(keeps repeating it while Frollo sings)

Frollo:
Soldiers! You have to clean the temple of these rubbish
In the name of God I allow you
To break the law of asylum
And walk armed
Into Notre Dame

Phoebus:
Chase them - beggars and vagabonds
Like - wild dogs
Chase them! Chase them!
(keeps repeating it)

Clopin:
We're human like all - but without papers
Where to go? We have no place to go!
Oh Notre Dame, they chase us like dogs
Help us! Help us!
(repeats it 5 times before they kill him)

Esmeralda farewell - there's no salvation for me now
Now, even without papers, I have a place to go
You'll have to end this battle without me
Sing for me what I haven't sung

Esmeralda:
We're human like all - but without papers
Where to go? We have no place to go!
Oh Notre Dame, they chase us like dogs
Help us! Help us!
(keeps repeating it)

Gringoire (meanwhile):
How many centuries
Does last this war between the people?
And in this world there's no place
For tolerance and for love
The pain becomes stronger and stronger
The cry becomes stronger and stronger
When, my God,
Will you stop them?!

48. Exiled (Deportes)

Phoebus:
In the name of the king
Council of Paris has proved
Girl Esmeralda
To be guilty of witchcraft
And ordered
To hang the criminal

The others - as dangerous vagabonds
To exile
From the country
For ever

Exile
From the country
For ever

Exile
From the country
For ever

49. My proud master (Mon maitre, mon sauveur)

Quasimodo:
Frollo!
My proud master
So you also
Happened to love

Frollo:
Love

Quasimodo:
Love - and be jealous

Frollo:
Love - and curse

Quasimodo:
Love - and be sad

Frollo:
Love - and kill!
Look over there!
That's where she's now
Do you remember, my poor bellringer,
Her dance at dawn
She didn't accept my love
And she fell into hangman's hands

Quasimodo:
So it was you! You!

Frollo:
She'll get what she has chosen
She stands there
And there's the hangman
And the gallows
She will hang
At the dawn
By the golden shining - ha ha ha ha ha!

Quasimodo:
Frollo!

50. Give her to me (Donnez-la moi)

Let her go!
Give her to me!
Let me go!
She's mine!
Oh my love!
Now for ever
You'll be with me

51. Sing for me, Esmeralda (Danse mon Esmeralda)

The years will come and go
Everything will disappear in the air
But Notre Dame will remain
Everlasting darkness will enslave
And cover in dusk
Posthumus (probably not the best word) fire of our love
And it will become a legend
How a hunchback loved a Gypsy
And loved her more than live

Let my body be devoured
By beasts of the night
You didn't give me happiness, God
Give me comfort!
Let my soul fly away
To that unknown land
Where the sinner will be listening to the songs
Of Esmeralda, my love
My love out of this world

Sing for me, Esmeralda!
I'm yours, Esmeralda!
Sing, my angel, don't be silent
I'm going towards you in the night

My God, Esmeralda!
My fate, Esmeralda!
Let be blessed this hour
When death unites us

Sing for me, Esmeralda!
I'm yours, Esmeralda!
The earthly suffering is no more
Sleep in my embrace

My God, Esmeralda!
My fate, Esmeralda!
Your voice is calling me once again
I'm going to you, my love!

My God, Esmeralda!
My fate, Esmeralda!
Your voice is calling me once again
I'm going to you, my love!