Here the sire may the dam, here the master takes his meat! Here the sacrificial 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!
the meal and serve the maid! Serve the so that, when tables, plans and maids are laid, Don Juan triumphs again! Passarino, faithful friend, again recite the plan.
young guest believes I'm you - I, the master, you, the man When you met you wore my cloak, with my scarf you hid face. She believes she dines me, in her master's borrowed place! Furtively, we'll scoff and quaff, what, in truth, is mine. When it's late and modesty starts to mellow, the wine ... You come home! I use your voice - slam the door crack of doom! I shall say: "come - hide 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 myself and laugh ...
"... no thoughts within her head, but 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 your deepest urge, in of that wish, which till now has been silent, ...
I brought you, that our passions may and merge - in your you've already succumbed to me dropped all completely succumbed to me - now you are with me: no second thoughts, decided, decided ...
Past the point of no - no glances: the games we've played now are at an end ... Past all of "if" or "when" - no use resisting: thought, and let the dream descend ...
What raging shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlocks its What sweet lies before us ...?
the point of no return, the final threshold - warm, unspoken secrets will we learn? the point of no return ...
You brought me to that moment where words run dry, to that moment where speech disappears silence, ...
I have come here, knowing the why ... In my mind, I've already imagined our entwining and silent - and now I am here with you: no second thoughts,
I've decided, ...
Past the of no return - no going 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 will the blood begin to race the bud burst into bloom? When will the flames, at last, us ...? the point of no return the final threshold - the bridge is crossed, so stand and it burn ... We've the point of no return ...
Say you'll share me one love, one lifetime ... 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 ... 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 done ...? 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 ...? Why? The Punjab lasso, monsieur. Buquet. Now Piangi. Like this, monsieur. come with you. No, Meg! No, you here! Come me, monsieur. Hurry, or we shall be too late ...