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Moscow (莫斯科) - Denée Benton/Grace McLean/Brittain Ashford

Lyrics by：Dave Malloy

Composed by：Dave Malloy

Produced by：Dave Malloy/Sonny Paladino/Janet Kagan/Howard Kagan

Raz dva tri

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 fiancées

Fighting in the war

Bring in their things

What are you dawdling for

Get the samovar ready

You're half 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

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