Here the may serve the dam, here the master takes his meat! Here the sacrificial lamb one despairing bleat!
young maiden! For the thrill 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, and maids are laid, Don Juan once again! Passarino, friend, once again recite the plan.
Your guest believes 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 master's place! Furtively, we'll and quaff, stealing what, in truth, is mine. it's late and modesty starts to mellow, with the wine ... You come home! I use your - slam the door like crack 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 within her head, but of joy! No dreams her heart but dreams of love!"
- go away! For the trap is set and for its prey ... You have come here in pursuit of deepest urge, in pursuit of that wish, till now has been silent, silent ...
I brought you, that our passions may and merge - in your mind already succumbed to me dropped all defences completely to me - now you are here with me: no thoughts, decided, decided ...
Past the point of no - no backward the games we've till now are at an end ... all thought of "if" or "when" - no use abandon thought, and let the dream descend ...
What raging fire shall flood the What rich unlocks its door? What sweet lies before us ...?
Past the of no return, the threshold - what warm, unspoken secrets will we learn? Beyond the of no return ...
You have me to that moment where words run dry, to that moment where disappears into silence, ...
I come here, hardly knowing the why ... In my mind, already imagined our bodies entwining defenceless and silent - and now I am here with you: no thoughts,
I've decided, ...
the point of no return - no back now: our has now, at last, begun ... all thought of right or wrong - one final question: how long should we two wait, we're one ...?
When will the blood begin to race the sleeping bud burst into will the flames, at last, consume us ...? Past the point of no return the threshold - the bridge is crossed, so and watch it burn ... passed the point of no return ...
Say you'll with me one love, one lifetime ... me, save me from my solitude ... Say you want me 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! Come me!
Oh, my darling, my darling ... who has done ...? You! Why did you let happen? Monsieur le Vicomte, I know they are. But can I you? You must. But remember: your at the level of your eyes But why ...? The Punjab lasso, monsieur. First Buquet. Now Piangi. Like this, monsieur. I'll with you. No, Meg! No, you here! Come with me, monsieur. Hurry, or we shall be too ...