La teta y la luna Page #2

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You wanna go sit down?

- Wait.

- What's the matter?

I can't.

Hey. Get out the fire hose!

Would you mind playing this?

When did she learn Italian?

- I have to tell you something.

- I already know.

No, you don't.

You don't know anything.

it's your first time.

Everything seems so perfect now.

Right where it belongs.

I wish you could be a part of me.

You'd understand.

I want to understand.

I wanna be inside you.

- How?

- Help me get my jeans off.

- Plain Cokes or did you spike 'em?

- No, just plain. Would you like one?

No, thanks.

Christ! You don't have to pull

them all the way off.

Now yours.

There isn't any other song.

You look better

than Marilyn Monroe.

- And now?

- Now we kiss.

Now be inside me.

Here?

Do you know how?

I've never done it.

Be excused,

I'm a virgin too.

Why should the Falls drag me down here

at 5 o'clock in the morning?

To show me how big they are

and how small I am?

To remind me they can get along

without any help?

I must go.

I must go.

Look, I took your jeans

Why haven't you had it taken out?

I was born with it,

I wanna die with it.

Julian, will you walk me home?

Then there came a thrill of joy...

... to my heart,

to my heart.

A thrill of joy such

as only the angels feel!

Earth seemed a heaven

to my heart,

to my enraptured eyes.

Did you remember to turn off

the lights before we left?

F***ing a**holes!

Yes, earth seemed a heaven.

Oh, Leonora, you are awake.

l know it by the flickering

of your lamp...

... as it shines down

from your balcony.

Ah, love's fire burns...

... in every fibre.

I must see you,

you must hear me.

I come to you.

To us,

this is our loveliest moment!

Troubadour!

I tremble with rage!

Alone upon this earth.

Unlucky in war.

Nothing but a heart

is the hope of the Troubadour.

Nothing but a heart,

a heart for the Troubadour.

Oh, listen!

I tremble!

But if he possesses that heart...

beautiful in its pure faith...

I despair.

The jelousy.

- The jelousy.

- Then he is greater than any king,

Then he is greater...

... greater than any king.

I am not mistaken. She is coming.

- My soul!

- What shall l do?

You are late tonight.

The beating of my heart marked

the passing moments.

Then at last gracious love

brings you to my arms.

Faithless.

Faithless!

That voice!

Ah, in the darkness

I have made a terrible blunder!

I thought it was you

I spoke to, not him.

You, whom alone my soul

entreats and desires.

I love you, I swear it,

with a great and everlasting love!

- You dare?

- I can desire no more!

Your blood, o wretch,

is scarcely enough to quench it!

You dared to tell him,

"I love you!".

and he shall live no more.

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