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ARBER
(from a distance)
Oh, I am a little barber
And I go my merry way
With my razor and my basin
I can always earn my pay
Though your skin be smooth as satin
You will need me soon I know
For the Lord protects his barbers
And He makes the stubble grow
If I slip while I am shaving you
And cut you to the quick
You can use me as a doctor
For I also heal the sick
DON QUIXOTE
Hand it over!
BARBER
But this is nothing but a shaving basin!
DON QUIXOTE
Shaving basin? Doest thou not know what this really is?
Thou Golden Helmet of Mambrino
With so illustrious a past
Too long hast thou been lost to glory
Th'art rediscovered now at last!
Golden Helmet of Mambrino
There can be no hat like thee!
Thee and I now, ere I die now
Will make golden history!
BARBER
(aside to Sancho)
I can hear the cuckoo singing
In the cuckooberry tree...
SANCHO
(aside to Barber)
If he says that that's a helmet
I suggest that you agree...
BARBER
(aside to Sancho)
But he'll find it is not gold
And will not make him bold and brave...
SANCHO
(aside to Barber)
Well, at least he'll find it useful
If he ever needs a shave!
DON QUIXOTE
Thou Golden Helmet of Mambrino
Thy deeds the world will not forget
Now Don Quixote de La Mancha
Will bring thee greater glory yet!
DON QUIXOTE, BARBER, SANCHO, MULETEERS
Golden Helmet of Mambrino
There can be no hat like thee
DON QUIXOTE
Thee and I now, ere I die now
Will make golden history!
BARBER, SANCHO, MULETEERS
Golden Helmet of Mambrino
Will make golden history!