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Prologue

Prologue


Moscow 2012, just befor Napoleon's invasion of Russia and the burning of the city. As the story begins, we meet Pierre, a wealthy aristocrat having an existential crisis, living a slothful life of wine, philosophy and inaction.

 

01. "Prologue"
01. "Prologue"

 
 

As accordion plays as Andrey finishes putting on his uniform. He gives a last goodbye to Natasha and then leaves.


PIERRE

There’s a war going on

Out there somewhere

And Andrey isn’t here

There’s a war going on

Out there somewhere and Andrey isn’t here


ALL

There’s a war going on

Out there somewhere

And Andrey isn’t here

There’s a war going on

Out there somewhere

And Andrey isn’t here

And this is all in your program

You are at the opera

Gonna have to study up a little bit

If you wanna keep with the plot

Cuz it’s a complicated Russian novel

Everyone’s got nine different names

So look it up in your program

We’d appreciate it, thanks a lot

Da da da

Da da da

Da da da

Natasha!


NATASHA

Natasha is young

She loves Andrey with all her heart


ALL

She loves Andrey with all her heart

Natasha is young and Andrey isn’t here


SONYA

Sonya is good

Natasha’s cousin and closest friend


ALL

Natasha’s cousin and closest friend

Sonya is good

Natasha is young

And Andrey isn’t here


MARYA

Marya is old-school, a grande dame of Moscow

Natasha’s godmother, strict yet kind


ALL

Natasha’s godmother, strict yet kind

Marya is old-school

Sonya is good

Natasha is young

And Andrey isn’t here

And this is all in your program

You are at the opera

Gonna have to study up a little bit

If you wanna keep with the plot

Cuz it’s a complicated Russian novel

Everyone’s got nine different names

So look it up in your program

Everything will be clear

Da da da

Da da da

Da da da

Anatole!


ANATOLE

Anatole is hot

He spends his money on women and wine


ALL

He spends his money on women and wine

Anatole is hot

Marya is old-school

Sonya is good

Natasha is young

And Andrey isn’t here


HÉLÈNE

Hélène is a slut

Anatole’s sister, married to Pierre


ALL

Anatole’s sister, married to Pierre

Hélène is a slut

Anatole is hot

Marya is old-school

Sonya is good

Natasha is young

And Andrey isn’t here


DOLOKHOV

Dolokhov is fierce, but not too important

Anatole’s friend, a crazy good shot


ALL

Anatole’s friend, a crazy good shot

Dolokhov is fierce

Hélène is a slut

Anatole is hot

Marya is old-school

Sonya is good

Natasha is young

And Andrey isn’t here

Chandeliers and caviar,

The war can’t touch us here

Minor Characters!


BOLKONSKY

Old Prince Bolkonsky is crazy


MARY

And Mary is plain


MARY & BOLKONSY

Andrey’s family, totally messed up


BALAGA

And Balaga’s just for fun!


ALL

Balaga’s just for fun!

Balaga is fun

Bolkonsky is crazy

Mary is plain

Dolokhov is fierce

Hélène is a slut

Anatole is hot

Marya is old-school

Sonya is good

Natasha is young

And Andrey isn’t here

And what about Pierre?

Dear, bewildered and awkward Pierre?

What about Pierre?

Rich, unhappily married Pierre?

What about Pierre?

What about Pierre?

What about Pierre?


02. "Pierre"


PIERRE

It's dawned on me suddenly

And for no obvious reason

That I can't go on

Living as I am


The zest of life has vanished

Only the skeleton remains

Unexpectedly vile

I used to be better


CHORUS

O Pierre! Our merry feasting crank

Our most dear, most kind, most smart and eccentric

A warm-hearted Russian of the old school

His purse is always empty

Cuz it's open to all

O Pierre

Just one of a hundred sad old men

Living out their final days in Moscow


PIERRE

I drank too much

Right now, my friend fights and bleeds

And I sit at home and read

Hours at a time

Hours at my screen

Anything, anything

Abandoned to distraction

In order to forget

We waste our lives

Drowning in wine


I never thought that I'd end up like this

I used to better


And the women they all pity me

Cuz I'm married

But not in love

Frozen at the center


WOMEN

Il est charmant; il n'a pas de sexe

He is charming; he has no sex


CHORUS

O Pierre! Our merry feasting crank

Our most dear, most kind, most smart and eccentric

A warm-hearted Russian of the old school

His purse is always empty

Cuz it's open to all

O Pierre

Just one of a hundred sad old men

Living out their final days in Moscow


PIERRE

There's a ringing in my head

There's a sickness in the world

And everyone knows

But pretends that they don't see

“Oh, I'll sort it out later”

But later never comes


PIERRE & MEN

And how many men before

Good Russian men

Believing in goodness and truth


PIERRE

Entered that door

With all their teeth and hair

And left it toothless and bald


You empty and stupid

Contented fellows

Satisfied with your place

I'm different from you

I'm different from you

I still want to do something


Or do you struggle too?

I pity you, I pity me, I pity you

I pity you, I pity me, I pity you


CHORUS

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