Below is the lyrics of the song Mozart: Don Giovanni / Act 1 - "Madamina, il catalogo è questo" , artist - Wladimiro Ganzarolli, Orchestra of the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden, Sir Colin Davis with translation
Original text with translation
Wladimiro Ganzarolli, Orchestra of the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden, Sir Colin Davis
Madamina, il catalogo è questo
Delle belle che amò il padron mio;
Un catalogo egli è che ho fatt’io;
Osservate, leggete con me
Osservate, leggete con me
In Italia seicento e quaranta;
In Alemagna duecento e trentuna;
Cento in Francia, in Turchia novantuna;
Ma in Ispagna son già mille e tre
Mille e tre
Mille e tre
V’han fra queste contadine
Cameriere, cittadine
V’han contesse, baronesse
Marchesane, principesse
E v’han donne d’ogni grado
D’ogni forma, d’ogni età
D’ogni forma, d’ogni età
In Italia seicento e quaranta;
In Alemagna duecento e trentuna;
Cento in Francia, in Turchia novantuna;
Ma, ma in Ispagna son già mille e tre
Mille e tre
Mille e tre
V’han fra queste contadine
Cameriere, cittadine
V’han contesse, baronesse
Marchesane, principesse
E v’han donne d’ogni grado
D’ogni forma, d’ogni età
D’ogni forma, d’ogni età
D’ogni forma, d’ogni età
Nella bionda egli ha l’usanza
Di lodar la gentilezza
Nella bruna la costanza
Nella bianca la dolcezza
Vuol d’inverno la grassotta
Vuol d’estate la magrotta;
È la grande maestosa
La piccina, la piccina, la piccina, la piccina
È ognor vezzosa
È ognor vezzosa
È ognor vezzosa
Delle vecchie fa conquista
Pel piacer di porle in lista;
Sua passion predominante
È la giovin principiante
Non si picca — se sia ricca
Se sia brutta, se sia bella;
Purché porti la gonnella
Voi sapete quel che fa
Voi sapete quel che fa
Purché porti la gonnella
Voi sapete quel che fa
Voi sapete, voi sapete quel che fa
Madamina, this is the catalog
Of the beautiful ones that my master loved;
He is a catalog that I made;
Watch, read with me
Watch, read with me
In Italy six hundred and forty;
In Alemagna two hundred and thirty-one;
One hundred in France, ninety-one in Turkey;
But in Spain there are already a thousand and three
Thousand and three
Thousand and three
There are among these peasant women
Waiter, townspeople
Countesses have you, baronesses
Marquis, princesses
And there are women of all levels
Of every shape, of every age
Of every shape, of every age
In Italy six hundred and forty;
In Alemagna two hundred and thirty-one;
One hundred in France, ninety-one in Turkey;
But, but in Spain there are already a thousand and three
Thousand and three
Thousand and three
There are among these peasant women
Waiter, townspeople
Countesses have you, baronesses
Marquis, princesses
And there are women of all levels
Of every shape, of every age
Of every shape, of every age
Of every shape, of every age
In the blonde he has the custom
To praise kindness
In the brunette the constancy
In the white the sweetness
She wants the plump one in winter
He wants the lean in summer;
It is the great majestic
The little one, the little one, the little one, the little one
It is all charming
It is all charming
It is all charming
It conquers the old women
For the pleasure of putting them on the list;
His predominant passion
She is the young beginner
She doesn't hit herself - if she's rich
If she is ugly, if she is beautiful;
As long as you wear a skirt
You know what it does
You know what it does
As long as you wear a skirt
You know what it does
You know, you know what it does
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