The Magic Flute: Act I. “We worship Sarastro, we bow before him!” (Chorus, Papageno, Pamina)

We worship Sarastro, we bow down before him

What noise are they making? I'm trembling, I'm shaking

My friend, no living ghost to fear
Their welcome means they're ours to hear

I wish I were a mouse, I'd run before they caught us
Or timid as a tortoise, I'd hide inside my house
We're doomed, let's save ourselves by lying

Be truthful, be truthful, beg to leave and die

We worship Sarastro, we bow down before him
We part and rejoice, let us praise and adore him
And when he commands us we answer with song
And when he commands us we answer with song
Our guardian, our father, the lord of us all
Our guardian, our father, the lord of us all
The lord of us all, the lord of us all