CHORUS: Here the sire may serve the dam, Here the master takes
his meat!Here the sacrificial lamb butters one despairing bleat!
CARLOTTA AND CHORUS: Poor young maiden! For the thrill on your
tongue of stolen sweets You will have to pay the bill, tangled
in the winding sheets! Serve the meal and serve the maid! Serve
the master so that, When tables, plans and maids are laid, Don
Juan triumphs once again! DON JUAN: Passarino, faithful friend,
once again recite the plan. PASSARINO: Your young guest believes
I'm you. I, the master, you, the man. DON JUAN: When you met
you wore my cloak, she could not have seen your face. She
believes she dines with me, in her master's borrowed
place!Furtively, we'll scoff and quaff, stealing what, in
truth, is mine. When it's late and modesty starts to
mellow, with the wine PASSARINO: You come home! I use your
voice, slam the door like crack of doom! DON JUAN: I shall say,
"come hide with me! Where, oh, where? Of course, my room!"
PASSARINO: Poor thing hasn't got a chance! DON JUAN:
Here's my hat, my cloak and sword. Conquest is assured, if
I do not forget myself and laugh AMINTA: No thoughts within her
head, but thoughts of joy!No dreams within her heart but dreams
of love! PASSARINO: Master? PHANTOM: Passarino, go away, for the
trap is set and waits for its prey!
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