Bravo signor barbiere

English Libretto or Translation:

imitating him behind his back.)
Bravo, signor Barber, bravo!

FIGARO
Excuse me please,
it was a moment of weakness...

BARTOLO
Well, you rascal, what are you here for?

FIGARO
Here for! Here to shave you.
This is your day.

BARTOLO
I don't wish it today.

FIGARO
Today you don't wish it?
Tomorrow I can't come.

BARTOLO
Why not?

FIGARO (consulting his notebook)
Because I shall be busy.
For all the officers
of the new regiment,
shave and haircut...
For the Marchioness Andronica,
her blond wig
tinted brown...
For the young Count Bombe,
forelock to curl...

A purge for the lawyer Bernardone
who yesterday fell ill with indigestion.
And then...and then...but why continue?
Tomorrow I cannot come.

BARTOLO
Come, less chatter.
Today I do not want to be shaved.

FIGARO
No? Nice kind of customers I have!
I come this morning, and I find a madhouse...
I return after lunch...
Today I don't want you!
What do you think? Do you take me
for some country barber?
Find yourself another.
I am going.

BARTOLO
(What can one do? That's how he is.
He is really a character!)
Go into the next room and bring the towels.
No, I'll go myself.
(Bartolo takes a bunch of keys from his pocket
and goes out.)

FIGARO
(Oh, if I had those keys
in my hand
I should be riding high.) Tell me,
(to Rosina)

among the keys, isn't there the one
which opens the outside window?

ROSINA
Yes, indeed. It is the newest.
(Bartolo returns.)

BARTOLO
(Oh, what a fool I was
to leave that devil of a barber here!)
Here, go yourself.
(He gives the keys to Figaro.)
Go down the corridor, and on the shelf
you'll find everything.
Take care, don't touch anything.

FIGARO
Oh! I know what I am doing.
(Brilliant!) I'll be right back.
(The trick has worked!)
(He goes out.)

BARTOLO (to the Count)
That is the rascal who took
Rosina's letter to the Count...

COUNT
He looks like an intriguer of the first order.

BARTOLO
He can't deceive me...
(A great noise is heard without.)
Oh, misery me!

ROSINA
What a crash!

BARTOLO
Oh, that rascal!
I felt my heart misgive me!
(Bartolo goes out.)

COUNT
That Figaro is a great man!
(to Rosina)
Now that we are alone, tell me dearest,
are you content to put your destiny
in my hands? Be frank now!

ROSINA
Ah, Lindoro, it is
my only desire...
(Bartolo and Figaro return.)

COUNT
Well?

BARTOLO
He has broken everything, six plates,
eight glasses, a tureen.

FIGARO
What good luck!
(Secretly he shows the Count the key of the
balcony window which he has taken.)
If I had not held on to a key
I would have broken my head
in that cursed corridor.
He keeps every room

so dark...and then...

BARTOLO
Enough of this...

FIGARO
Then let's get going.
(to the Count and Rosina)
(Be careful.)
(Bartolo prepares to be shaved.)

BARTOLO
Now to business.
(Don Basilio enters.)