Moscow

Marya Dmitryevna Akhrosimova

Countess Natalya Ilyinichna Rostova

You must call me Natasha

Marya Dmitryevna Akhrosimova

Sofia Alexandrovna Rostova

You must call me Sonya

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

My cousin and I

Are so pleased to be with you

While we wait on our fiancés

Fighting in the war

Bring in their things!

What are you dawdling for?

Get the samovar ready!

You're already frozen I'm sure!

Bring some rum for the tea!

Sonyushka bonjour

And Natasha my darling

You've grown plumper and prettier

My cheeks are glowing from the cold

She said,

Gazing at Marya with kind, glittering eyes

Welcome,

Welcome to Moscow

Scruffy and cozy

Like an old dressing gown

Countess Natalya

Sofia Alexandrovna

How beautiful you looked in the snow

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

Hmmm...

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

You'll take us where we must go

Pet us a bit

And scold us a bit

Her goddaughter

Her favorite, Natasha

She will touch you on the cheek

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

I blush happily

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...