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