Natasha & Bolkonskys

I know they'll like me
They can't help but like me
Everyone has always liked me
His father
My Andrey's father
His sister
My Andrey's sister
There is no reason for them not to like me
Are the Prince and Princess at home?
The prince is not receiving
But the princess begs you to walk up
Oh
Oh hello
Won't you come in?
Hello
And from the first glance, I do not like Natasha
To 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
Ah
Ah madame!
Countess Rostova if I am not mistaken
Oh
Oh I beg you to forgive me, this costume
This dressing gown
I did not know my poor girl
God as my witness,
I did not know you had honored us with a visit
I came in such a costume
Only to see my daughter
God as my witness, I didn't know
My poor girl
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
Though I felt tears choking me
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?



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Writer(s): Dave Malloy
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