Esmeralda    I don't know if You can hear me   Or if You're even there   I don't know if You would listen   To a gypsie's prayer   Yes, I know I'm just an outcast   I shouldn't speak to you   Still I see Your face and wonder...   Were You once an outcast too?      God help the outcasts   Hungry from birth   Show them the mercy   They don't find on earth   God help my people   We look to You still   God help the outcasts   Or nobody will      Parishioners    I ask for wealth   I ask for fame   I ask for glory to shine on my name   I ask for love I can posess   I ask for God and His angels to bless me      Esmeralda    I ask for nothing   I can get by   But I know so many   Less lucky than I   Please help my people   The poor and downtrod   I thought we all were   The children of God   God help the outcasts   Children of God