Don Juan

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!