Here the sire may serve the dam, the master takes his meat! the sacrificial lamb utters one despairing bleat!
Poor young maiden! For the 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 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 my cloak, with my scarf you hid your face. She believes she with me, in her master's borrowed place! Furtively, we'll scoff and quaff, what, in truth, is mine. When it's and modesty starts to mellow, with the wine ... You come home! I use your voice - slam the like crack of doom! I shall say: "come - with me! Where, oh, Of course - my room!"
Poor thing got a chance!
my hat, my cloak and sword. Conquest is assured, if I do not myself and laugh ...
"... no thoughts within her head, but of joy! No dreams her heart but dreams of love!"
- go away! For the trap is set and waits for its ... You have come here in pursuit of your urge, in pursuit of that wish, till now has been silent, silent ...
I brought you, our passions 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, you've decided, ...
Past the point of no - 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 fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire its door? What seduction lies before us ...?
the point of no return, the final threshold - what warm, unspoken secrets will we the point of no return ...
You brought me to that moment where words run dry, to that moment where speech disappears silence, ...
I come here, hardly knowing the why ... In my mind, I've 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 back our passion-play has now, at last, ... Past all of right or wrong - one question: how long should we two wait, before we're one ...?
When the blood begin to race the sleeping bud burst into bloom? will the flames, at last, consume us ...? Past the of no return the final threshold - the bridge is crossed, so stand and it burn ... passed the point of no return ...
Say share with me one love, one lifetime ... me, save me from my solitude ... Say you want me with you, here 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 happen? Monsieur le Vicomte, I know where are. But can I trust You must. But remember: your hand at the level of your 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 be too late ...