Here the sire may the dam, here the master takes his meat! Here the sacrificial lamb one despairing bleat!
Poor young maiden! For the thrill on your tongue of sweets you will to pay the bill - tangled in the winding sheets!
Serve the and serve the maid! Serve the master so that, when tables, plans and are laid, Don Juan triumphs again! Passarino, faithful friend, once again the plan.
young guest 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 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 - slam the door like of doom! I say: "come - hide with me! Where, oh, where? Of - my room!"
thing hasn't got a chance!
Here's my hat, my and sword. Conquest is assured, if I do not forget and laugh ...
"... no thoughts within her head, but of joy! No dreams within her but dreams of love!"
- go away! For the trap is set and waits for its ... You have come in pursuit of your deepest urge, in pursuit of that wish, which till now has silent, silent ...
I brought you, that our passions may and merge - in your you've already succumbed to me all defences completely succumbed to me - now you are here with me: no thoughts, decided, decided ...
Past the point of no - no backward the games played till now are at an end ... Past all of "if" or "when" - no use resisting: abandon thought, and let the dream ...
raging fire shall flood the soul? What desire unlocks its door? What sweet seduction before us ...?
Past the of no return, the final threshold - what warm, secrets will we learn? Beyond the point of no ...
You have brought me to that moment words run dry, to that where speech disappears into silence, ...
I have come here, hardly the why ... In my mind, I've already our bodies entwining defenceless and silent - and now I am here with you: no thoughts,
I've decided, ...
the point of no return - no going back our passion-play has now, at last, ... Past all thought of or wrong - one final question: how long should we two wait, we're one ...?
When will the blood to race the sleeping bud burst into bloom? 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 the point of no return ...
Say you'll share me one love, one lifetime ... Lead me, save me from my ... 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 ... We're ruined, - ruined!
le Vicomte! Come 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: your hand at the 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 shall be too ...