He wants to say that peace and brutality are very connected. In one line he is talking about the cleanness and in the next line he is talking about the witches' broth. How good is that, isn't it? So the man and the woman are staing at the station, sitting at their table and tasting unknown alcoholic drinks, wishing they had the same feeling of joy that they had known before this all happened. That was a funny coincidence and she told me about some good parties on the island. I went to one these parties which was actually located in an open air bar. There were few people but everyone connected.
