Here the may serve the dam, here the master takes his meat! the sacrificial lamb utters one despairing bleat!
Poor young maiden! For the thrill on your of stolen sweets you will to pay the bill - tangled in the winding sheets!
Serve the meal and the maid! the master so that, when tables, plans and maids are laid, Don Juan triumphs again! Passarino, faithful friend, once again the plan.
Your young guest 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 me, in her master's borrowed place! Furtively, we'll and quaff, stealing what, in truth, is mine. When it's 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 hasn't got a chance!
Here's my hat, my and sword. Conquest is assured, if I do not myself and laugh ...
"... no thoughts within her head, but of joy! No dreams within her heart but of love!"
- go away! For the trap is set and waits for its ... You have come here in pursuit of your deepest urge, in of that wish, till now has been silent, silent ...
I have you, our passions may fuse and merge - in mind you've already succumbed to me all defences completely succumbed to me - now you are with me: no second thoughts, decided, decided ...
Past the of no return - 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 fire shall flood the What rich desire unlocks its sweet seduction lies before us ...?
Past the of no return, the final threshold - what warm, unspoken secrets will we the point 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 with no second thoughts,
I've decided, ...
Past the point of no - no back now: our has now, at last, begun ... Past all of right or wrong - one final question: how long should we two wait, we're one ...?
When the blood begin to race the sleeping bud burst into bloom? will the flames, at last, consume us ...? Past the point of no the final threshold - the is crossed, so stand and watch it burn ... We've passed the of no return ...
Say you'll share with me one love, one ... Lead me, save me from my ... 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 darling ... who has this ...? You! Why did you let this Monsieur le Vicomte, I know they are. But can I you? You must. But remember: your hand at the level of eyes But why ...? Why? The lasso, monsieur. First Buquet. Now Piangi. Like this, monsieur. I'll come you. No, Meg! No, you here! with me, monsieur. Hurry, or we shall be too late ...