Don Juan

Here the sire may serve the dam
 Here the master takes his meat
 Here the sacrificial lamb
 Utters one despairing bleat
 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 meal and serve the maid
 Serve the master so that
 When tables, plans and maids are laid
 Don Juan triumphs once again!
 Passarino, faithful friend
 Once again recite the plan
 Your young guest believes I'm you
 I, the master, you, the man
 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
 You come home, I use your voice
 Slam the door like crack of doom
 I shall say, "Come, hide with me!
 Where, oh, where? Of course, my room"
 Poor thing hasn't got a chance
 Here's my hat, my cloak and sword
 Conquest is assured
 If I do not forget myself and laugh
 Haha-haha-ha...
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 No thoughts within her head
 But thoughts of joy
 No dreams within her heart
 But dreams of love!
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 Master?
 Passarino
 Go away, for the trap is set
 And waits for its prey
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 You have come here
 In pursuit of your deepest urge
 In pursuit of that wish which till now
 Has been silent, silent
 I have brought you
 That our passions may fuse and merge
 In your mind you've already
 Succumbed to me
 Dropped all defenses
 Completely succumbed to me
 Now you are here with me
 No second thoughts
 You've decided, decided