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...

No thoughts within her head
But thoughts of joy
No dreams within her heart
But dreams of love!

Master?
Passarino
Go away, for the trap is set
And waits for its prey

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



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber, Charles A. Hart, Richard Henry Zachary S. Stilgoe, Stephane Denis Martin Laporte
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