E un ribaldo un furbo un ladro

English Libretto or Translation:

DR. CAJUS
to Ford
He's a thug, a cunning, a thief,
a villain, a Turk, a vandal;
The high day sent
my house upside down and was a scandal.
If a process today the advent will
disrupt its robberies,
but its most worthy end is
to go in the man of the devil.
And those two that you have beside
Gente sonon of his tribe,
They are not two shins of saint
Nor are flowers of virtue.

BARDOLFO
to Ford
Falstaff, yes again, I swear,
(For my mouth the sky lights up you)
Against you John Falstaff rumens
A rather impure project.
I am a man of arms and that infamous One
more I do not want to impale you;
I would not, no, get out of the gangheri
dell'onor for a realm!
Messer Ford, the man warned
It is only half that.
It is up to you to order the ambush
that the ambush will turn out.

FORD
by itself, then to the others
A buzzing of wasps and greedy
Calabron grumbling,
A rombar of pregnant clouds
Of hurricanes is what I feel.
The cerebro an ebro hallucine
. Fear of fear
What around me is whipped,
It is a whisper of conspiracy.
Speak four and one listen;
Which one will I listen to?
If you spoke one at a time
Perhaps I will give you a

PISTOLA
to Ford
Sir John Falstaff is already preparing you,
Messer Ford, a great danger.
Already there hangs on the head
Something perpendicular.
Messer Ford, I was already a
man of that man with a wide skin;
Now I regret and die
for health reasons.
The threat is now discovered,
Or the ciurmador is known.
Stay alert, alert, alert!
Here is the honor.

FENTON
to Ford
If you want, I do not perish myself
To reduce it to reason
Colosses or good glues,
And pay it to par of merit.
It gives me the heart and tickles me
(And it will be a gay joust)
To break that
hyperbolic-apoplectic wrapping.
With the advice or the sword
If I find it on your own,
O he goes his way
Or I assign him to Beelzebub.

FORD
to Pistola
Repeat  .