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

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

Serve the and serve 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 believes I'm you -
I, the master, you, the man
When you met you wore my cloak, my scarf you hid your face.
She believes she dines with me, in her master's place!
Furtively, scoff and quaff, stealing what, in truth, is mine.
When it's late and modesty to mellow, with the wine ...
You come home! I use your voice - the door like crack of doom!
I shall say: "come - hide me!
Where, oh, Of course - my room!"

Poor hasn't got a chance!

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

"... no within her head, but thoughts of joy!
No within her heart 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, till now has been silent, silent ...

I brought you,
that our passions may and merge -
in your mind you've already 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 games played till 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?
What rich unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction before us ...?

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

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

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

decided, decided ...

Past the point of no -
no going now:
our passion-play has now, at last, ...
Past all of right or wrong -
one final question: how long should we two wait, before one ...?

When the blood begin to race the sleeping bud burst into bloom?
When will the flames, at last, us ...?
the point of no return the final threshold -
the bridge is crossed, so and watch it burn ...
passed the point of no return ...

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

Monsieur le Vicomte! Come me!

Oh, my darling, my ... who has done this ...?
You! Why did you let happen?
Monsieur le Vicomte, I where they are.
But can I you?
You must. But your hand at the level of your eyes
But why ...?
Why? The Punjab lasso, monsieur. Buquet.
Now Piangi.
Like this, monsieur. come with you.
No, Meg! No, you here!
Come with me, monsieur. Hurry, or we shall be too ...