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Don Juan - Andrew Lloyd Webber
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 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,
with my scarf you hid 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 . . .

". . . 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 defences completely succumbed to me -

now you are here with me:

no second thoughts, you've decided, decided . . .