Here the sire may serve the dam, the master takes his meat! Here the sacrificial lamb utters one bleat!
young maiden! For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets you will have to pay the bill - tangled in the sheets!
the meal and serve the maid! Serve the master so that, tables, plans and maids are laid, Don triumphs once again! Passarino, friend, once again recite the plan.
young guest believes I'm you - I, the master, you, the man When you met you wore my cloak, with my you hid your face. She she dines with me, in her master's borrowed place! Furtively, we'll and quaff, stealing what, in truth, is mine. When it's and modesty starts to mellow, with the wine ... You home! I use your voice - slam the door like crack of doom! I shall "come - hide with me! Where, oh, Of course - my room!"
Poor thing got a chance!
my hat, my cloak and sword. Conquest is assured, if I do not forget myself and ...
"... no within her head, but thoughts of joy! No dreams her heart but dreams of love!"
- go away! For the trap is set and for its prey ... You come here in pursuit of your deepest urge, in pursuit of that wish, which till now has silent, silent ...
I have you, that our passions may fuse and - in your mind you've already to me all defences completely succumbed to me - now you are here me: no second thoughts, decided, decided ...
Past the point of no - no glances: the games we've till now are at an end ... Past all of "if" or "when" - no use resisting: abandon thought, and let the descend ...
What fire shall flood the soul? What rich unlocks its door? What sweet lies before us ...?
Past the of no return, the final threshold - what warm, secrets will we learn? Beyond the point of no ...
You have brought me to that moment where run dry, to that where speech disappears into silence, ...
I come here, hardly knowing the why ... In my mind, I've already imagined our bodies defenceless and silent - and now I am here you: no second thoughts,
I've decided, ...
Past the of no return - no back now: our passion-play has now, at last, ... Past all thought of or wrong - one question: how long should we two wait, before we're one ...?
When will the blood begin to race the sleeping bud burst bloom? When the flames, at last, consume us ...? the point of no return the final threshold - the is crossed, so stand and watch it burn ... We've passed the point of no ...
Say share with me one love, one lifetime ... me, save me from my solitude ... Say you want me with you, beside you ... you go let me go too - Christine all I ask of ... is it? What has happened? Ubaldo! Oh, my God ... my God ... We're ruined, - ruined!
le Vicomte! Come with me!
Oh, my darling, my darling ... who has this ...? You! Why did you let happen? Monsieur le Vicomte, I know where are. But can I trust You must. But your hand at the level of your eyes But why ...? The Punjab lasso, monsieur. First Buquet. Now Piangi. Like this, monsieur. I'll come you. No, Meg! No, you here! Come me, monsieur. Hurry, or we shall be too late ...