Who hears me knows me

Libretto/Lyrics/Text/Testo:

Aria

Who hears me,
knows me a man with value.

(He shows an stuffed animal)

Look at this! What is it? Wit and profit!
No one could fail to conquer, fail to charm,
who had it by to watch.
And who couldn't be a nimble planner
having this before him. Bid!

(He shows an stuffed fishes)

Bid to get them!

(The crow begins the bid: ¡one, two, three, five...)

Get them, hurry!
La! Come bid!
Hmm! Come buy!
-One
Aha! The auk.
Witty, lovely, wealthy.
Poof! Go high!
-Two
La! Some more!
-Three
Whee! Come on!
-Five
Aha! The pike!
-seven!
seven
-eleven!
eleven
-fourteen!
fourteen
-nineteen!
nineteen
-twenty!
twenty
-twenty-three!
twenty-three
Going at twenty-three,
going, going! gone.

CROWD
Hurrah!

SELLEM
(He shows a marble statue)
Behold it, Roman, moral.
The man who has it, has it forever, yes!

(He shows a palm)

And holy, curing the body,
soul and spirit, a gift of God!

(He shows some things)

And not to mention this or the other,
more and more, and, so help me, more!
Then bid!
Oh get them, Hurry!
La! Come bid!
Hmm! Come buy!
-Four!
Aha! The bust!
Feel them, life eternal.
Poof! Go high!
-Six!
La! Some more!
-Nine!
Hmm! Come on!
-Ten!
Aha! The palm!
-Fifteen!
Fifteen!
-And a half!
And a half!
-Three quarters!
Three quarters!
-Sixteen!
Sixteen!
-Seventeen!
Seventeen!
Going, going, gone.

CROWD
Hurrah!

SELLEM
Wonderful, yes, yes.
And now, for the truly adventurous,
an unknown object draws us near.

(He goes up Baba)

A cake? An organ?
Golden apple tree?
A block of copal?
Mint of alchemy?
Oracle? Pillar?
Octopus?
Who'll see?
Be brave!
Perhaps an angel will appear.
La! Come bid!
-Ten!
Hmm! Come buy!
-Twenty!
-Twenty-five!
Aha! The it!
-Twenty-one!
-Twenty-two!
This may be salvation!.
-Twenty-three!
-Twenty-five
Poof! Go high!
-Twenty-six!
-Twenty-seven!
La! Some more!
-Twenty-three!
-Twenty-five!
Hmm! Come on!
-Twenty-six
-Twenty-eight
Aha! The what!
-Fifty!
Fifty!
-Fifty-five!
Fifty-five!
-Sixty!
sixty!
-Sixty-one!
sixty-one!
-Sixty-two!
sixty-two!
Seventy! Ninety!
Going at ninety!
Going at a hundred!
Going, going, gone!

(Baba says the last syllable of the last scene)