Natasha Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812 - Natasha & Anatole | Текст песни

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ANATOLE
I have long wished to have this happiness
Ever since the Naryshkins' ball
Where I had the well-remembered pleasure of seeing you
How do you like the performance?
Last week Semenova fell down on the stage

NATASHA
He is sensible and simple
Bold and natural,
So strange and agreeable
There is nothing formidable
His smile is most naïve,
Cheerful and good-natured
And he's as handsome up close as at a distance
And he's as handsome up close as at a distance

ANATOLE
And do you know, Natasha
We are having a costume tournament soon
You ought to come, please come!

NATASHA
Oh -

ANATOLE
You ought to come, please come!

NATASHA
Oh I -

ANATOLE
And I never remove my smiling eyes
From your face, your neck, your bare arms
And I never remove my smiling eyes
From your face, your neck, your bare arms

NATASHA
I know for certain that he is taken by me
I know for certain that he is enraptured by me
I feel him looking at my shoulders
My face, my neck, my bare arms

ANATOLE
And I look you in the eye

NATASHA & ANATOLE
And I look you in the eye

NATASHA
And looking into his eyes
I am frightened
There's not that barrier of modesty
I've always felt with men
I feel so terribly near
I fear that he may seize me from behind
And kiss me on the neck

How do you like Moscow?

ANATOLE
At first I did not like it much
Because what makes a town pleasant
Ce sont les jolies femmes
Isn't that so?
But now I like it very much indeed
Do come to the costume tournament Countess,
Do come!
You will be the prettiest there
You will be the prettiest there
Do come, dear Countess, and give me this flower as a pledge

We are speaking of most ordinary things

NATASHA
Yet I feel closer to you than I've ever felt with any other man
No one else is here
No one else can see us
Your eyes
Your eyes
Your eyes
Oh your eyes

ANATOLE
It's all right, Natasha, I'm here
It's all right, Natasha, I'm here

NATASHA
And I -
I cannot speak

NATASHA & ANATOLE
Look straight into my eyes
Nearness
Tenderness
Smile at me
Gaze straight into my eyes
There is no barrier between us
There is nothing between us
Nothing between us

(Anatole leaves)

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