Belle

Belle:
little town, it's a quiet village,
every day like the once before.
little town, full of little people
waking up to say:
Town folk: bonjour (x5)
Belle:
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 the same provincial town.
Baker:
good morning belle!
Dialogue
Town folk:
look there she goes that girl is strange, no question.
dazed and distracted can't you tell?
never part of any crowd,
'cause her heads up on some cloud'
no denying she's a funny girl that belle!
Man 1:
bonjour!
woman 1:
good day!
man 1:
how is your family?
woman 2: bonjour!
man 2: good day!
woman 2:
how is your wife?
woman 3:
i need 6 eggs
man 3:
that's too expensive!
belle:
there must be more than this provincial life!
Dialogue
Townsfolk (men):
look there she goes that girl is so peculiar,
i wonder if she's feeling well.
(women):
with a dreamy far off look
(men):
and her nose stuck in a book
(all):
what a puzzle to the rest of us is belle!
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 till chapter 3!
Woman:
now, it's no wonder that her name means beauty.
her looks have no parallel!
man:
but behind that fair façade,
im afraid she's rather odd!
very different from the rest of us is belle!
townsfolk:
she's nothing like the rest of us,
yes different from the rest of us is belle!
Dialogue
Gaston:
right from the moment when i met her, saw her, i said she's gorgeous and i fell.
here in town there is only she, who's beautiful as me,
so i'm making plans to woo and marry belle!
Girls:
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!
Man 1: bonjour
gaston: pardon
man 2: good day
man 3: mais oui!
matron: you call this bacon?
woman 1: what lovely grapes!
man 4: some cheese
woman 2: ten yards
man 4: one pound
gaston: 'scuse me!
merchant: i'll get the knife!
gaston: please let me through!
woman 1: this bread
man 5: those fish
woman 1: it's stale!
man 5: they smell!
baker: madame's mistaken
Belle: there must be more than this provincial life!
gaston: just watch, i'm going to make belle my wife!
Townsfolk:
look there she goes a girl who's 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!