Aldonza

DON QUIXOTE: spoken

My lady...

ALDONZA: spoken

I am not your lady. I am not any kind of a lady!

sung
I was spawned in a ditch
by a mother who left me there,
naked and cold, and too hungry to cry.
I never blamed her.
I'm sure she left hoping
that I'd have the good sense to die.

Then, of course, there's my father.
I'm told that young ladies can
point to their father's with maidenly pride.
Mine was some regiment
here for an hour.
I can't even tell you which side.

If you think that you've seen me
not quite at my virginal best,
cross my palm with a coin,
and I'll willingly show you the rest.

DON QUIXOTE: spoken

And still thou art my lady, Dulcinea.

ALDONZA: spoken

And still he torments me. How should I be a lady?

sung
For a lady has modest
and maidenly airs,
and a virtue I somehow suspect that I lack.
It's hard to remember
these maidenly airs
in a stable laid flat on your back.

So don't reach out to me
when your sweet Dulcinea you call.
I am only a bouzma. I'm no one.
I'm nothing at all!

DON QUIXOTE: spoken

Never deny thou art my lady, Dulcinea.

ALDONZA: screams

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

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