Denée Benton feat. Gelsey Bell & Nicholas Belton -
Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812 (Original Broadway Cast Recording)
Natasha & Bolkonskys
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
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?
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
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?
Credits
Writer(s): Dave Malloy
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