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 gypsy's pray'r
Yes, I know I'm just an outcast
I shouldn't speak to you
Still, I see you 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, they look to you still
God, help the outcasts, or nobody will
M**I ask for wealth
Woman: I ask for fame
Ensemble: I ask for glory to shine on my name
Woman: I ask for love
Ensemble: I can possess!
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
Children of God
