Natasha Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812 (The Musical) - The Abduction Lyrics

Everyone raise a glass! Whoa

Well, comrades
We’ve had our fun
Lived, laughed and loved
Friends of my youth
When shall we meet again?
I’m going abroad

Goodbye my gypsy lovers
All my revels here are over
Well, goodbye, matryosha
Kiss me one last time, whoa
Remember me to steshka
There, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Wish me luck my gypsy lovers
Now goodbye, goodbye, goodbye


Goodbye my gypsy lovers
All my revels here are over
Well, goodbye, matryosha
Kiss me one last time, whoa
Remember me to steshka
There, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Wish me luck my gypsy lovers
Now goodbye, goodbye, goodbye


Now drink!


Hurrah!
Smash the glasses on the floor!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!


Whoa!

Here’s to happiness, freedom, and life!
May your travel be swift as a scythe cuts through the grass!


Whoa
Whoa


May your sorrows be counted and numbered as many
As drops of wine and vodka that stay in my glass!


Whoa
Whoa


Vsego horoshego
Na pososhok
Poekhali

Vsego horoshego
Na pososhok
Poekhali


Vsego horoshego
Na pososhok
Poekhali

Vsego horoshego
Na pososhok
Poekhali
Na pososhok!
Poekhali!

Come on, let’s go!


Wait, wait, wait!
Shut the door!
First we have to sit down!
Yes, that’s the way

It’s a russian custom

All right


Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Where’s the fur cloak?
Huh?

I have heard what elopements are like
She’ll rush out more dead than alive
Just in the things she is wearing
If you delay at all, there’ll be tears and papa and mama
And she’s frozen in a minute and must go back

But you wrap the fur cloak 'round her
And you carry her to the sleigh
That’s the way
That’s the way


That’s the way
That’s the way


Let’s get outta here!

And the troika tore down nikitski boulevard
Whoa! Giddyup, now! Whoa! Whoa!


Hey balaga
Ho balaga
Hey hey ho balaga
Hey hey balaga
The famous troika driver

Hey balaga
Ho balaga
Hey hey hey balaga
Hey hey balaga
The famous troika driver


When they reached the gate dolokhov whistled
The whistle was answered, and a maidservant ran out


Come in through the courtyard or you’ll be seen; she’ll come out directly


Dolokhov stayed by the gate
Anatole followed the maid into the courtyard
Turned the corner, ran up to the porch


You will not enter my house, scoundrel!


Anatole, come back!
Betrayed! Betrayed!
Betrayed, anatole! Betrayed!
Come back!
Betrayed, anatole! Betrayed! Betrayed!