Dracula:
 Sa nul atengeti! V-am dat un ordin! Nati [bad word] sal teniti!

 I told you this man belongs to me!

 Vampire Brides:
 We need him now
 Give him to us
 You must feed us
 Are we to have nothing tonight?

 Dracula:
 Have I ever let you down?
 I brought something from the town
 I've always understood your hunger
 And once I'm finished with this kill
 You might kiss him at your will
 he will make us all grow younger
 Take your bundle and leave me!
 There is work to be done

 Vampire Bride 1:
 Unless my ears deceive me
 Someone's after us.
 This is some mothers son!

 Dracula:
 Ah the children of the night,
 Those who hide themselves from light
 Can you not hear there secret music?
 I am their master, the boyar
 I summon them from near and far
 To make intoxicating music

 But it's time now to leave them
 I must follow my plan
 I shall have to bereave them
 I need pastures new, what I'm needing is...

 Fresh blood to revive me, fresh blood in my veins
 No one will survive me, in those dark Soho lanes!

 When I breathe your English air
 I'll be a stranger everywhere
 No one will recognize my features
 I'll go out hunting all night long
 Just one more pale face in the throng
 Turning them all into my creatures

 Here the people all fear me
 Their defenses are strong
 They refuse [bad word] near me
 I need pastures new, what I'm needing is...

 Fresh blood on my pillow, don't call it a sin
 mere peccadillo, two punctures in the skin!
 You and your mina, will live forever
 You'll do my bidding; you will taste the terror in the streets!

 Vampire Brides:
 Im mortesme, nosferatu

 Dracula:
 Blood's a meager sacrifice
 most reasonable price
 For all the riches I am giving
 We are the children of the night
 And we must hide ourselves from light
 But we must feast upon the living

 We can take our slow pleasures
 We [bad word] out of time
 Inexhaustible treasures
 London's full of them, I can sense it!

 Fresh blood to restore me, wild nights by the Thames
 Fresh blood waiting for me, and countless requiems!
 Fresh [bad word] through me, I'll bleed London dry
 Fresh blood will renew me, and I shall never die!