Here the sire may serve the dam, here the takes his meat! the sacrificial lamb utters one despairing bleat!
Poor young maiden! For the thrill on your of stolen sweets you will have to pay the - tangled in the winding sheets!
the meal and serve the maid! Serve the master so that, when tables, plans and are laid, Don triumphs once again! Passarino, friend, once 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 with me, in her master's borrowed place! Furtively, we'll and quaff, stealing what, in truth, is mine. When it's late and starts to mellow, with the wine ... You come home! I use your voice - slam the like crack of doom! I say: "come - hide with 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 and laugh ...
"... no thoughts her head, but thoughts of joy! No dreams her heart but dreams of love!"
- go away! For the trap is set and for its prey ... You have come here in pursuit of deepest urge, in pursuit of wish, which till now has been silent, silent ...
I brought you, that our passions may fuse and - in your mind already succumbed to me dropped all defences completely to me - now you are with me: no second thoughts, decided, decided ...
Past the point of no - no glances: the games we've till now are at an end ... all thought of "if" or "when" - no use resisting: thought, and let the dream descend ...
What raging fire shall the soul? What rich desire its door? What sweet seduction before us ...?
the point of no return, the final threshold - what warm, unspoken secrets 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 come here, hardly knowing the why ... In my mind, I've already our bodies entwining defenceless and silent - and now I am with you: no second thoughts,
decided, decided ...
Past the of no return - no going now: our passion-play has now, at last, ... Past all of right or wrong - one final question: how long we two wait, before we're one ...?
When will the blood begin to race the sleeping bud burst bloom? When the flames, at last, consume us ...? Past the point of no return the final - the bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it ... We've passed the of no return ...
Say you'll share me one love, one lifetime ... Lead me, save me from my ... 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! Come me!
Oh, my darling, my darling ... who has done ...? You! Why did you let this Monsieur le Vicomte, I know where are. But can I you? You must. But remember: hand at the level of your eyes But why ...? The Punjab 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 ...