作词 : Dave Malloy
作曲 : Dave Malloy
ANATOLE
Good evening, Pierre
Studying?
PIERRE
Yes
How was the opera?
ANATOLE
Lovely
Natalya Rostova was there
PIERRE
Oh?
Dear Andrey's betrothed?
I have known her family for years and long carried affection
For her
ANATOLE
Yes
Charming
Look, Dolokhov's coming around
And we're off to the club
Will you come, old man?
PIERRE
I will come
ANATOLE
Lend me fifty rubles?
DOLOKHOV
Drink, drink
Gonna drink tonight
Gonna drink tonight
Gonna drink, gonna drink
Gonna drink tonight
Gonna drink tonight
Gonna drink tonight
Gonna
DOLOKHOV, ANATOLE & PIERRE
Drink, drink
Gonna drink tonight
Gonna drink tonight
Gonna, gonna drink, gonna drink tonight
Gonna drink tonight
Gonna drink tonight
ALL
Drink with me, my love
For there's fire in the sky
And there's ice on the ground
Either way, my soul will die
Whoa...
PIERRE
The doctors warned me
That with my corpulence
ALL
Corpulence!
PIERRE
Vodka and wine are dangerous for me
But I drink a great deal
Only quite at ease
After pouring several glasses mechanically
Into my large mouth
PIERRE & ALL
Then I feel
A pleasant warmth in my body
A sentimental attachment to my fellow man
HÉLÈNE
Keep drinking old man
ANATOLE & DOLOKHOV
Keep drinking old man
Drink the whole night through
Keep drinking old man
ALL
Keep drinking old man
Drink the whole night through
Keep drinking old man
ANATOLE
Natasha, Natasha
Her arms, her shoulders, her neck, her feet
HÉLÈNE
The air of a connoisseur
ANATOLE
I will make love to her
DOLOKHOV
Better not, monsieur
She's first rate, but nothing but trouble
DOLOKHOV & HÉLÈNE
Better wait till she's married
DOLOKHOV
Anatole is a married man
A fact known only to his intimates
A Polish landowner of some small means
Had forced him to marry his daughter
ANATOLE
Nevermind about that now
It doesn't matter
I don't give a damn
Just as a duck is made to swim in water
God has made me as I am
All I care for is gaiety and women
And there's no dishonor in that
As long as there's money and vodka
I'll keep a feather in my hat
ALL
Whoa...
PIERRE
I used to love
I used to love
I used to be better
ALL
Keep drinking old man
HÉLÈNE
Drink, drink, drink
God to think I married a man like you
PIERRE
Don't speak to me, wife
There is something inside me...
HÉLÈNE
Dolokhov, pour me another
PIERRE
Something terrible and monstrous
DOLOKHOV
Here's to the health of married women
And a smile lurks at the corner of my mouth
Here's to the health of married women
And their lovers!
DOLOKHOV & ALL
Here's to the health of married women
Here's to the health of married women
And their lovers!
Here's to the health of married women
Here's to the health of married women
And their lovers!
PIERRE
How dare you touch her?
DOLOKHOV
You can't love her
PIERRE
Enough!
You bully, you scoundrel
I challenge you
DOLOKHOV
Oh, a duel?
Yes, this is what I like
HÉLÈNE
He will kill you, stupid husband
PIERRE
So I shall be killed
What is it to you?
Anatole, my guns
ANATOLE
Oh, this is horribly stupid
DOLOKHOV
Well, let's begin
This is child's play
SERVANT/DENISNOV
As the adversaries have refused a reconciliation
We shall please proceed with the duel
Ready your pistols
And on the count of tri
Begin to advance
ALL
Rahz! Dva! Tri!
ANATOLE
Pierre, hold your fire
Pierre, hold your fire
Pierre, not yet!
(PIERRE shoots DOLOKHOV)
DOLOKHOV
No!
Shot by a fool!
PIERRE
No, wait, I didn't mean –
DOLOKHOV
Quiet, old man!
My turn
PIERRE
My turn...
ANATOLE
Pierre, stand back!
(HÉLÈNE screams)
DOLOKHOV
Missed, missed
Oh my mother, my angel,
My adoréd angel mother
HÉLÈNE
Take him away
SERVANT/DENISNOV
The sun is rising
The duel is at an end
And Pierre Bezukhov is the winner
PIERRE
Winner
HÉLÈNE
You are a fool
ANATOLE
Well, sweet sister
You certainly bring out the beast in men
HÉLÈNE
What can I say?
It's a gift
ANATOLE
How I adore you
Will you ask Natasha to the ball tonight?
HÉLÈNE
Of course, dear brother
ANATOLE
Come on, old man
Let's get you home
PIERRE
In a moment
ANATOLE
Sleep it off
And be happy
We live to love another day