Clopin's Queen

"Morning in Paris, the city awakes to the bells of Notre Dame," a singing french voice rang out.

"The fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakes to the bells of Notre Dame," a female's voice joined in.

"To the big bells as loud as the thunder."

"The the little bells soft as a psalm."

"And some say the soul of the city's the toll of the bells," the two voices sang in harmony. "The bells of Notre Dame."