The Abduction - Original Broadway Company of Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812

The Abduction

Original Broadway Company of Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812

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Song Introduction

"The Abduction" is a standout song from the original Broadway production of **Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812**. This musical, inspired by Leo Tolstoy's "War and Peace," seamlessly blends elements of folk, pop, and classical music to create a unique theatrical experience. In "The Abduction," the character Natasha experiences a pivotal moment of emotional turmoil and transformation, reflecting the complexities of love and societal expectations. The song is lauded for its evocative lyrics and powerful performances, contributing significantly to the depth and development of the narrative.

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Lyric

Everyone raise a glass!

Whoa!

Well, comrades

We've had our fun

Lived, laughed, and loved

Friends of my youth

When shall we meet again?

I'm going abroad

Goodbye, my Gypsy lovers

All my revels here are over

Well goodbye, Matryosha

Kiss me one last time

Whoa

Remember me to Steshka

There, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Wish me luck, my Gypsy lovers

Now, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

(Goodbye, my Gypsy lovers)

(All my revels here are over)

(Well goodbye, Matryosha)

(Kiss me one last time)

(Whoa)

(Remember me to Steshka)

(There, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye)

(Wish me luck, my Gypsy lovers)

(Now, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye)

Now drink!

(Hurrah!)

(Smash the glasses on the floor!)

Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Whoa!

Here's to happiness, freedom, and life!

May your travel be swift as a scythe cuts through the grass!

(Whoa...)

(Whoa...)

May your sorrows be counted and numbered as many

As drops of wine and vodka that stay in my glass!

(Whoa...)

(Whoa...)

Всего хорошего

На посошок

Поехали

Всего хорошего

На посошок

Поехали

Всего хорошего

На посошок

Поехали

Всего хорошего

На посошок

Поехали

На посошок

Поехали

Wait, wait, wait!

Shut the door!

First we have to sit down!

Yes, that's the way

It's a Russian custom

All right

Wait, wait, wait! Wait!

Where's the fur cloak?

Huh?

I have heard what elopements are like

She'll rush out more dead than alive

Just in the things she's wearing

If you delay at all, there'll be tears

And "Papa" and "Mama"

Then she's frozen in a minute

And must go back

But you wrap the fur cloak 'round her

And you carry her to the sleigh

That's the way

That's the way

That's the way

That's the way

Let's get outta here! Come on now!

And the troika tore down Nikitski Boulevard!

Hey, Balaga

Ho, Balaga

Hey, hey, ho, Balaga

Hey, hey, Balaga

The famous troika driver

Hey, Balaga

Ho, Balaga

Hey, hey, hey, Balaga

Hey, hey, Balaga

The famous troika driver

When they reached the gate

Dolokhov whistled

The whistle was answered

And a maid servant ran out

"Come into the courtyard

Or you'll be seen

She'll come out directly"

Dolokhov stayed by the gate

Anatole followed the maid

Into the courtyard

Turned the corner

Ran up to the porch

You will not enter my house

Scoundrel!

Anatole, come back!

Betrayed! Betrayed!

Anatole! Come back!

Betrayed! Betrayed! Anatole! Come back! Betrayed!

- It's already the end -