paroles de chanson Find Anatole - Dave Malloy feat. Lucas Steele, Amber Gray & Phillipa Soo

Anatole, find Anatole
Anatole, find Anatole
The blood rushes to my heart
It's difficult to breathe

Anatole, find Anatole
Anatole, find Anatole
Not at the ice hills
Not at the Gypsies'
Not at Komoneno's

Anatole, find Anatole
Anatole, find Anatole
To the Club!

And at the Club,
All is going on as usual
The members eat their dinners
And gossip in small groups—

Have I heard of Kuragin's abduction?
Is it true Natasha is ruined?

Nonsense, nonsense,
Nothing has happened!
Everything is fine

Natasha,
Natasha!
It is essential that I see Natasha
How can I see her?

Anatole, come Anatole
Anatole, hush, Anatole

What? What?
I don't believe that he's married
I don't believe you
And I stare like a hunted wounded animal
He can't be married!

Good evening, sir
Prince Anatole is in the drawing room
With the Countess

Ah, Pierre,
Sweet husband,
You don't know what a plight
Our Anatole has had

Be quiet.
I will not greet you.
At this moment,
You are more repulsive to me than ever.

Anatole, come, Anatole
Anatole, must speak to you

Anatole followed
With his usual jaunty step
But his face betrayed anxiety

Pierre closed the door
And addressed Anatole
Without looking at him