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 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 coursemy 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 passarinogo 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