音樂影片
Lucas Steele 熱門歌曲
積分
出演艺人
Lucas Steele
表演者
Josh Groban
表演者
Nick Choksi
表演者
Amber Gray
表演者
Original Broadway Company of Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812
表演者
Dave Malloy
Programming
Mark Dover
低音单簧管
John Murchison
贝司
Alon Bisk
大提琴
Caryl Paisner
大提琴
Alex Gibson
歌舞团
Ani Taj
歌舞团
Ashley Perez Flanagan
歌舞团
Azudi Onyejekwe
歌舞团
Courtney Bernice Bassett
歌舞团
Erica Dorfler
歌舞团
Josh Canfield
歌舞团
Lauren Zakrin
歌舞团
Lulu Fall
歌舞团
Nick Gaswirth
歌舞团
Reed Luplau
歌舞团
Claudia Chopek
中提琴
Scott Stangland
歌舞团
Matt Doebler
指挥
Or Matias
指挥
Joey Cassata
鼓
Heath Saunders
吉他
Ken Clark
吉他
Thad Debrock
吉他
Marilyn Cole
圆号
Jeff Marder
Programming
作曲和作词
Dave Malloy
作曲
制作和工程
Dave Malloy
制作人
Luke Klingensmith
助理工程师
Nate Odden
助理工程师
Bob Ludwig
母带工程师
Kevin Killen
混音工程师
Enrico de Trizio
录音工程师
Howard Kagan
制作人
Janet Kagan
制作人
Sonny Paladino
制作人
Isaiah Albolin
录音工程师
歌詞
Good evening, Pierre
Studying?
Yes
How was the opera?
Lovely
Natalya Rostova was there
Oh?
Dear Andrey's betrothed?
I have known for years, and long carried affection for her
Yes, charming
Look, Dolokhov is coming around
And we're off to the club
Will you come, old man?
I will come
Lend me fifty rubles
Drink, drink
Gonna drink tonight, gonna drink tonight
Gonna drink, gonna drink
Gonna drink tonight, gonna drink tonight
Gonna drink tonight
Gonna
Drink, drink
Gonna drink tonight, gonna drink tonight
Gonna, gonna drink, gonna drink tonight
Gonna drink tonight, gonna drink tonight
(Come on now! One more drink)
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-oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
The doctors warned me that with my corpulence (corpulence)
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
Then I feel
A pleasant warmth in my body
A sentimental attachment to my fellow men
Keep drinking, old man
Keep drinking, old man
Drink the whole night through
Keep drinking, old man (keep drinking, old man)
Drink the whole night through
Keep drinking, old man
Natasha, Natasha
Her arms, her shoulders, her neck, her feet
The air of a connoisseur
I'm gonna make love to her
Better not, monsieur
She's first-rate, but nothing but trouble
Better wait 'til she's married
Anatole is a married man
A fact known only to his intimates
A Polish landowner of some small means
And forced him to marry his daughter
Well, never mind 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
Whoa-oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I used to love, I used to love
I used to be better
(Keep drinking, old man)
Yes, drink, drink, drink
God, to think I married a man like you
Don't speak to me, wife
There is something inside me
Dolokhov, pour me another
Something terrible and monstrous
Here's to the health of married women
And a smile lurks in the corner of my mouth
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
Here's to the health of married women
Here's to the health of married women
And their lovers
How dare you touch her?
You can't love her
Enough!
You bully, you scoundrel!
I challenge you!
Oh, a duel!
Yes, this is what I like
He will kill you, stupid husband!
So I shall be killed
What is it to you?
Anatole, my guns
Oh, this is horribly stupid
Well, let's begin
This is child's play
As the adversaries have refused a reconciliation
We shall please proceed with the duel
Ready your pistols
And on the count of three
Begin to advance
Rahz! Dva! Tri!
Pierre, hold your fire
Pierre, hold your fire
Pierre, not yet!
No!
Shot by a fool!
No, wait, I didn't mean –
Quiet, old man!
My turn
My turn
Pierre, stand back!
No!
Missed, missed
Oh my mother, my angel
My adoréd angel mother
Take him away
The sun is rising
The duel is at an end
And Pierre Bezukhov is the winner
Winner
You are a fool
Well, sweet sister
You certainly bring out the beast in men
What can I say?
It's a gift
How I adore you
Will you ask Natasha to the ball tonight?
Of course, dear brother
Come on, old man
Let's get you home
In a moment
Sleep it off
And be happy
We live to love another day
Writer(s): Frank Wildhorn
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