Emma Watson, Luke Evans — Belle

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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’ve, I can’t remember what
Oh well, I’m sure it’ll come to me
Where you off to?

To return this book to Pere Robert, it’s about to lovers in fair Verona
Sound 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

Look there she goes, that 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 favorite 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’s makes her the best

But she’s so well-read
And you’re so athletically-inclined

Yes, ever since the war, I felt like I’ve been missing something
She’s the only girl that ever given 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!

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 the 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