Here the sire may serve the dam, the master takes his meat! the sacrificial lamb utters one despairing bleat!
Poor young maiden! For the on your tongue of stolen sweets you will to pay the bill - tangled in the winding sheets!
Serve the meal and the maid! Serve the master so that, when tables, plans and are laid, Don Juan triumphs again! Passarino, faithful friend, again recite the plan.
Your young guest I'm you - I, the master, you, the man When you met you my cloak, with my scarf you hid your face. She believes she dines with me, in her borrowed place! Furtively, we'll scoff and quaff, what, in truth, is mine. When it's late and modesty starts to mellow, the wine ... You come home! I use your voice - the door like crack of doom! I say: "come - hide with me! Where, oh, where? Of - my room!"
Poor hasn't got a chance!
my hat, my cloak and sword. Conquest is assured, if I do not myself and laugh ...
"... no within her head, but thoughts of joy! No dreams within her but dreams of love!"
- go away! For the trap is set and waits for its ... You have come here in pursuit of deepest urge, in pursuit of that wish, which till now has been silent, ...
I brought you, that our may fuse and merge - in your mind you've succumbed to me dropped all defences completely to me - now you are with me: no second thoughts, decided, decided ...
Past the point of no - no glances: the games we've played now are at an end ... Past all of "if" or "when" - no use resisting: abandon thought, and let the descend ...
What raging shall flood the soul? What desire unlocks its door? sweet seduction lies before us ...?
Past the of no return, the final - what warm, unspoken secrets will we learn? the point of no return ...
You brought me to that moment where words run dry, to that moment speech disappears into silence, ...
I have come here, knowing the why ... In my mind, I've already imagined our bodies and silent - and now I am here with you: no second thoughts,
I've decided, ...
the point of no return - no going back our has now, at last, begun ... Past all thought of right or - one final question: how long should we two wait, before one ...?
When will the blood begin to race the bud burst into bloom? will the flames, at last, consume us ...? Past the point of no return the threshold - the is crossed, so stand and watch it burn ... We've the point of no return ...
Say you'll with me one love, one lifetime ... Lead me, me from my solitude ... Say you me with you, here 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 darling ... who has done ...? You! Why did you let happen? le Vicomte, I know where they are. But can I trust You must. But remember: your hand at the level of 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 ...