“Because is!” I reject scornly. “I pay large wealth to hear English. What they sung was otherwise.”
“That were English!” say Money Box.
“I could not understand it.” Say me.
“Nobody expect understood Grand Opera in any language,” he snagger. “Be reasonable like Sherman Law.”
“What are grand opera for, if not?” I ask to know.
“Several things. To give folks wrong impression of history and confuse them about love while admiring Smart Setters in diamond horseshoe,” he define. “This has satisfied Art for 311 years—why should you require something else all of a sudden?”
“Then why would it not be just as good for Americans if sung in Chinese, Swedish or German?” I negotiate.
“Because of patriotism,” he define. “Every man prefer to be puzzled in his own language.”
Hoping you are the same,
Yours truly,
Hashimura Togo.