Natasha Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812 (The Musical) - Natasha & Bolkonskys 歌词

May I present the countess
Natalya rostova


Oh
Oh, hello
Won’t you come in?


Hello


And from the first glance I do not like natasha
Too fashionably dressed
Frivolous and vain
Her beauty, youth, and happiness
My brother’s love for her

And my father—


I do not wish to see her!


I know at any moment he might indulge in some freak


I’m sorry the prince is still ailing


Songstress!


I am not afraid of anyone

But such hesitation
Such unnatural manners

And from the first glance I do not like princess mary
Too plain and affected
Insolent and dry
I shrink into myself
Assume an offhand air


Which alienates me still more


Constrained and strained
Constrained and strained
Constrained and strained
Irksome
Irksome


Oh!


Papa!


Oh, so this is natasha
Not much to look at
Says the mean old man in his underthings
I never dress for children or peasants
Says the mean old man in his underthings


And he looked at her once
Head to toe
And left muttering


I must take my leave


Please wait—

Dear natalie
I want you to know how glad I am my brother has found happiness


Is that the truth?
I think it is not convenient to speak of that now
Dear princess


She said
With such dignity and coldness


What have I said, what have I done?
Crying like a child
Oh, they were so awful!
Oh, it all hurts so terribly
Andrey
Where are you?