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