Natasha And 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.

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.

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

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.

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

And I look you in the eye
And I look you in the eye.

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?

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.

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
It's all right, Natasha, I'm here
It's all right, Natasha, I'm here
And I
I cannot speak.

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)