Lyrics Pierre Natasha – Moscow

Pierre:
Raz dva tri!

Natasha and Sonya arrive on sleighs

Natasha:

Marya D.:
Countess Natalya Ilyinichna Rostova

Natasha:
You must call me Natasha

Sonya:
Marya Dmitryevna Akhrosimova

Marya D.:
Sofia Alexandrovna Rostova

Sonya:
You must call me Sonya

Marya D.:
Welcome
Welcome to Moscow
Where faded and fading princesses live
I’ll take you where you must go
Pet you a bit
And I’ll scold you a bit
My goddaughter, my favorite, Natasha
I will touch you on the cheek

Natasha & Sonya:
My cousin and I
Are so pleased to be with you
While we wait on our fiancées
Fighting in the war

Marya D.:

Natasha:
My cheeks are glowing from the cold

Sonya:
She said
Gazing at Marya with kind, glittering eyes

Marya D.:
Welcome
Welcome to Moscow
Scruffy and cozy
Like an old dressing gown

Sonya:
Countess Natalya

Natasha:
Sofia Alexandrovna

Sonya:
How beautiful you looked in the snow

Natasha:
Cousin dear I love you
Trust no one but you
But I can’t bear this waiting
I cry and I cry
Andrey where are you?
I want him now, at once
To embrace him and cling to him
No one can understand

I love him
I know him
He loves me only
He’ll come home one day
And take me away
I want nothing more
I want nothing more

Marya D.:
First thing tomorrow to Madame Chambord’s
Dresses, dresses, we’ll buy what we can afford
Then dinner and a game of Boston
Then you’ll read to me while I knit!
How wonderful to have you here
Instead of these gossips and crybabies

Natasha & Sonya:
You’ll take us where we must go
Pet us a bit
And scold us a bit

Sonya:
Her goddaughter, her favorite, Natasha
She will touch you on the cheek

Sonya leaves

Marya D.:
Well, now we’ll talk
I congratulate you and Andrey
You’ve hooked a fine fellow!
One of the finest matches in all of Russia
I am glad and relieved
He’ll be the family’s saving grace

Natasha:
I blush happily

Marya D.:
But his father, Prince Bolkonsky, much dislikes his son’s marrying
The old fellow’s crotchety!
Of course Prince Andrey’s not a child
But it’s not nice to enter a family against a father’s will
One wants to do it peacefully and lovingly
But you’re a clever girl
Just be kind to Andrey’s sister
And when the sister loves you
So will the father
And all will be well