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Act I opening aria (Notte e giorno faticar)
LEPORELLO
Night and day it's toil and sweat
For a master hard to please,
Out in weather cold and wet,
Often down on hands and knees.
Why should he hold all the aces?
While he makes a gallant entry
I'm stuck outside playing sentry....
I am all for changing places;
Servant work is not for me;
Toil is not my cup of tea.
No, no, no, no, no, no,
This work is not for me.
DONNA ELVIRA, having been jilted,
comes searching for Don Giovanni.
Where is the kindly person
To tell me where he's fled?
A helpless prey of passion,
By love was I misled,
Flattered, and then betrayed.
Oh, let him run for cover,
Turn from the tears I've shed.
I'll find the faithless lover
And see my pain repaid.
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Duet (La ci darem la mano)
DON GIOVANNI
Melting in soft surrender,
Your pretty hand in mine,
Not far away, in splendor,
We there shall blend as one.
ZERLINA
I would, and yet I wonder ...
Your words that flow like wine,
So soothing, smooth and tender,
Are spoken perhaps in fun.
DONNA ELVIRA delivers a fiery warning to Zerlina.
Be off or pay the cost!
Go back the way you came!
Oh, flee a monster lost
To shame and decency.
Oh, heed a word of warning;
From my misfortune learn.
Before too late, return
To peace and sanity.
ZERLINA pacifies Masetto:
Battle, battle, oh brave Masetto;
Wage a war on poor Zerlina.
Prove your honor, pounce upon her
Like the lion on the lamb.....
With display of manly muscle
Turn a tiff into a tussle.
Ah, but then, serene again,
Receive a kiss with more to come....
Arm in arm, the quarrel mended,
Peaceful, carefree and contented,
We shall revel night and day,
Lamb and lion joined in play.
DON OTTAVIO reflects on his love for Donna Anna.
Silent or spoken,
Our ways are blended;
When she rejoices
My day is mended.
When she's in sorrow,
I'm in despair,
Mortal, mortal despair.
She need but sigh
For me to suffer;
In grief or anger
Her tears I share.
When she is smiling
I walk on air.
DON GIOVANNI is in festive mood:
Wine by the gallon,
Beer for the hearty
Call for a party
Into the night.
Add by the way a
Ton of paella.
More pretty lasses
You can invite.
Round up an orchestra,
Fill up the glasses,
Light up the castle.
Offer the masses
Sparkle and dazzle.
Lovemaking after
Feasting and laughter;
Beauty galore
I'll not overlook.
And by tomorrow,
Not three or four more,
I'll have a score more
Names in the book.
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