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Here the sire may the dam, here the master takes his meat!
Here the sacrificial lamb utters one bleat!

Poor young maiden! For the thrill on tongue of stolen sweets
you will have to pay the - tangled in the winding sheets!

the meal and serve the maid!
Serve the master so that, tables, plans and maids are laid,
Don Juan once again!
Passarino, faithful friend, once 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, scoff 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 voice - slam the like crack of doom!
I say: "come - hide with me!
Where, oh, where? Of - my room!"

Poor hasn't got a chance!

Here's my hat, my and sword.
Conquest is assured, if I do not forget and laugh ...

"... no within her head, but thoughts of joy!
No dreams within her heart but of love!"

- go away!
For the is set and waits for its prey ...
You have come here in pursuit of your urge, in pursuit of
that wish, till now has been silent, silent ...

I have you,
that our may fuse and merge -
in your you've already succumbed to me
dropped all defences succumbed to me -
now you are here with me: no thoughts,
decided, decided ...

Past the of no return -
no glances:
the we've played till now are at an end ...
all thought of "if" or "when" -
no use resisting: abandon thought, and let the descend ...

What raging shall flood the soul?
What rich unlocks its door?
What seduction lies before us ...?

Past the of no return,
the final threshold - what warm, unspoken secrets we learn?
the point of no return ...

You brought me to that moment where words run dry,
to that moment where disappears into silence,
...

I have here, hardly knowing
the why ...
In my mind,
already imagined our bodies entwining
defenceless and silent - and now I am here with no second thoughts,

decided, decided ...

Past the point of no -
no going 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 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 ...
We've passed the point of no ...

Say you'll 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 ...
What is it? has happened? Ubaldo!
Oh, my God ... my God ...
ruined, Andre - ruined!

Monsieur le Vicomte! with me!

Oh, my darling, my darling ... who has done ...?
You! Why did you let this
Monsieur le Vicomte, I where they are.
But can I trust
You must. But remember: hand 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 ...