A Un Dottor Della Mia Sorte

[Bartolo]
To a doctor of my luck
These excuses, miss?
To a doctor of my luck
These excuses, miss?
I advise you, my dear
To act a bit better
Better, better, better, better
I advise you, my dear
To act a bit better
Better, better, better, better

I advise you, my dear
To act a bit better, yes, yes
I advise you, my dear
To act a bit better
To a doctor of my luck
These excuses, miss?
I advise you, my dear
To act a bit better
To act a bit better
To act a bit better
To act better

The confetti for the girl?
The embroidery on the drum?
You're offended: Oh come on! Oh come on!
It takes more, my daughter
To deceive me
More, more, more, more
It takes more, my daughter
To deceive me
More, more, more, more

Why is that paper missing there?
I want to know about this trickery
Why is that paper missing there?
The grimaces are useless
Stop there, Don't touch me!
Stop there, Don't touch me!

No, my daughter, don't hope
That I'll be fooled, no, no
My daughter, don't hope
That I'll be fooled
To a doctor of my luck
These excuses, miss?
I advise you, my dear
To act a bit better
To act a bit better
To act a bit better
To act better

Come on, dear, confess
I'm willing to forgive
Don't speak? You insist?
Don't speak? You insist?
I know well what I have to do
I know well what I have to do

Miss, another time
When Bartolo goes out
Miss, another time
When Bartolo goes out
The delivery to the servants
He will know how to do it his way
Miss, another time
When Bartolo goes out
Miss, another time
When Bartolo goes out
The delivery to the servants
He will know how to do it his way

Ah, the grimaces are useless
She can play dead
She can play, She can play
She can play dead
Damn it! Through that door
Damn it! Through that door
Not even the air, not even the air
Not even the air can enter
And Rosina, innocent
Disconsolate, desperate
Ah, the grimaces are useless
She can play dead
Damn it! Through that door
Not even the air can enter
And Rosina, innocent
And Rosina, innocent
Disconsolate, desperate
Locked in her room
Locked in her room
Locked in her room
Locked in her room
As long as I want her to stay

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Locked in her room
As long as I want her to stay
Locked in her room
Locked in her room
Locked in her room
As long as I want her to stay
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes

Miss, another time
When Bartolo goes out
Miss, another time
When Bartolo goes out
The delivery to the servants
He will know how to do it his way
Miss, another time
When Bartolo goes out
Miss, another time
When Bartolo goes out
The delivery to the servants
He will know how to do it his way

Ah, the grimaces are useless
She can play dead
She can play, She can play
She can play dead
Damn it! Through that door
Damn it! Through that door
Not even the air, not even the air
Not even the air can enter
Damn it! Through that door
Not even the air can enter
A doctor of my luck
Doesn't let himself be fooled- No, no
A doctor of my luck
Doesn't let himself be fooled
And Rosina, innocent
Disconsolate, desperate
Locked in her room
As long as I want her to stay
As long as I want her to stay
As long as I want her to stay
As long as I want her to stay
As long as I want her to stay
Yes, she'll stay, yes, she'll stay
She'll stay