Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - The Private And Intimate Life Of The House Lyrics
[Bolkonsky:]
I've aged
I've aged so very much
I fall asleep at the table
My napkin drops to the floor
I'm full of childish vanities
I forget things
And I live in the past
I've aged so very much
People enjoy me though
I come in for tea in my old-fashioned coat and powdered wig
And I tell stories
And utter scathing critiques
This stern, shrewd old man
With his gentle daughter
Such a majestic and agreeable spectacle
[Mary:]
But besides the couple of hours during which we have guests
There are also twenty-two hours in the day
During which the private and intimate life of the house continues
[Bolkonsky:]
Bring my me slippers
[Mary:]
Yes father, yes father
[Bolkonsky:]
Bring me my wine
[Mary:]
Yes father, yes father
[Bolkonsky:]
If you're not too busy
Fiddling with your incense and icons?
[Mary:]
No father, no father
And I have no friends
No, never go anywhere
Never invited
For who would take care of him
[Bolkonsky:]
I can hurt you
[Mary & Bolkonsky:]
I can hurt you
[Mary:]
But I never ever ever ever would
No father
I love you father
And time moves on
And my fate slips past
And nothing ever happens to me
And Countess Natalya Rostova is coming for tea
[Natasha:]
I know they'll like me
Everyone has always liked me
[Bolkonsky:]
Natasha is young
And worthless and dumb
[Mary:]
And time moves on
And my fate slips past
Is this all I'll make of my life?
Will I never be happy?
Will I never be anyone's wife?
[Bolkonsky:]
Ah, what's this? A young suitor?
Ah, come in, come in
But don't sit down, don't sit down
I'm cold to you
Yes I'm mean to you
Now be gone, be gone be gone!
And don't come back!
Oh, maybe I'll marry someone myself
Some cheap French thing
Oh that offends you does it?
Ah, come in my dear
Come in my dear, come in
[Mary:]
And he draws her to him
And he kisses her hand
Embraces her affectionately
And I flush and run out of the room
[Bolkonsky:]
Come back here
Let an old man have his fun
[Mary:]
But she's just using you papa
Wants your money papa!
To take advantage of your weakness like that
It's disgusting
My voice breaks
[Bolkonsky:]
It's my money and I'll throw it where I want
Not at you!
And not at Andrey's harlot!
Insolent girl!
Insolent girl!
Where
Where
Where are my glasses?
Where are they?
Where are my glasses?
Oh God
Oh God I'm frightened
Oh God I've aged so very much
Where are my glasses?
Where are my glasses?
[Mary:]
They are there upon his head
The pride of sacrifice
Gathers in my soul
And he forgets things
He falls asleep at the table
His napkin drops to the floor
His shaking head
Sinks over his plate
He is old and feeble
And I dare to judge him
I disgust myself
I disgust myself
Other Lyrics by Artist
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - Prologue
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - Sonya Alone
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - Preparations
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - Balaga
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - The Abduction
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - In My House
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - A Call To Pierre
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - Find Anatole
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - Pierre & Anatole
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - Natasha Very Ill
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - Pierre & Andrey
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - Pierre & Natasha
- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - Sonya & Natasha
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- Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast - Pierre
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Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet Of 1812 Original Broadway Cast The Private And Intimate Life Of The House Comments
Me at my birthday: I have aged, I have aged very much.
"i disgust...myself......i disgust...myself" same
Pffffffff FML I always forget to take off my glasses before listening to this musical. It makes me cry when I least expect it and then I have to wash off the little droplets from my tears all over again. >.>
Also, I think this shouldn't be my favorite song from the soundtrack. But it is. Ah well.
The glasses bit feels like it's going full DHMIS mode
Bring me my SLIPPERS!
Iiiiiiiii vvvvvvvvv eeeeeeee aaaaaaaaa ggggggggggg eeeeeeeeeeee dddddddddd
Is it just me, or is the part at 4:59 playing off of the part in Moscow where Natasha says "I love him, I know him, he loves me only"? Like the music and the lines almost sound similar
4:36
*demonic screeching:* W H E R E A R E M Y G L A S S E S
4:12 this is probably my favorite part in this song
1:45 is fucking startling. Gosh
also 2:48 is MAJESTIC
Where are my glasses in This song reminds me of the chocolate bit from SpongeBob.😂
Me at the beginning of the song: aw it's a friendly old man ;w;
Me by the middle: 😦.....WTF
Me: *looks at all the new freshmen at school as I get ready to graduate*
Me: I’ve ageddddddd
Not to be “that guy” but I like the original better
I mean, unless you say "this is AWFUL, the ONLY TRUE version is the OCR!!1!" it's okay! It's just your opinion!
God this song scared the crap out of me when I first listened (and still does)
I can't see anything without my glasses Scooby
*NOW BE GONE BE GEON BE GONE AND DONT COME BACK*
WHERE ARE MY GLASSES ??
[BOLKONSKY]
I've aged
I've aged so very much
I fall asleep at the table
My napkin drops to the floor
I'm full of childish vanities
I forget things
And I live in the past
I've aged so very much
People enjoy me though
I come in for tea in my old-fashioned coat
And powdered wig
I tell stories
And utter scathing critiques
This old-fashioned house
With its gigantic mirrors and powdered footmen
And this stern, shrewd old man
A relic of the past century
With his gentle daughter
Is a majestic and agreeable spectacle
[MARY]
But besides the couple hours
During which we have guests
There are also twenty-two hours in the day
During which the private and intimate life
Of the house continues
[BOLKONSKY]
Bring me my slippers!
[MARY]
Yes, father, yes, father
[BOLKONSKY]
Bring me my wine!
[MARY]
Yes, father, yes, father
Oh father
And I never go anywhere
Never invited
For who would take care of him
Who would take care
[MARY & BOLKONSKY overlapping]
And I have no friends
No, no, no
[BOLKONSKY ov.]
Girl, all my friends are dead
[MARY ov.]
No one
[BOLKONSKY ov.]
All my friends are dead
[MARY]
Time is moving
It's now or never
My fate is slipping past me
[BOLKONSKY]
Silence! Silence!
[MARY]
Yes, father, yes, father
[BOLKONSKY]
You shut your damn mouth girl
Shut your damn mouth
I can hurt you
[MARY ov.]
Yes, father, yes, father
[MARY & BOLKONSKY]
I can hurt you
[MARY]
But I never, ever, ever, ever would
This is just how it is
It's just how he is
I'm always to blame
He could beat me
Or treat me like a dog
Make me fetch wood or water
And it's just how it is
Oh father, I love you father
Time is moving
It's now or never
I've abandoned the hope of getting married
[BOLKONSKY]
Ah! What's this, a young suitor?
Ah, come in come in
But don't sit down
Don't sit down
I'm cold to you
Yes, I'm mean to you!
Now be gone, be gone,
Be gone and don't come back!
Maybe I'll marry someone myself
Some cheap French thing
Oh that offends you, does it?
Ah!
Come in my dear, come in my dear, come in!
[MARY]
And he draws her to him
And he kisses her hand
Embraces her affectionately
And I flush and run out of the room
[BOLKONSKY]
Come back here
Let an old man have his fun
Wipe away your tears, girl
I don't want your tears
[MARY]
Oh, that horrible woman
Vile inhuman
She's using you, Papa
Wants your money, Papa
To take advantage of your weakness like that
It's disgusting
My voice breaks
[BOLKONSKY]
It's my money
And I'll throw it where I want
Not at you!
And not at Andrey's harlot!
It's my money, my money,
Mine all mine!
Insolent girl!
Insolent girl!
Where—
Where—
Where—
Where are my glasses?
Where, where are they? Where are my glasses?
Oh, God—
Oh, God, I'm frightened
Oh, God, I've aged
I've aged so very much
Where are my glasses?
Where are they? Where?
Where are my glasses?
Where are they?
Where—
Where are my glasses?!
[MARY]
There are there upon his head
They are there upon his head
The pride of sacrifice
Gathers in my soul
They are there upon his head
And he forgets things
He lives in the past
He falls asleep at the table
His napkin drops to the floor
His shaking head
Sinks over his plate
He is old and feeble
And I dare to judge him
I disgust myself
I disgust myself
when listening to this am i the only one who always thinks mary is just gonna fucking snap one day
Though this could be pure coincidence, the verse where Bolkonsky breaks down is strikingly similiar to, and so possibly took inspiration from The Crucifixion from Jesus Christ Superstar. Jesus is literally dying on the cross and repeats lines similiar to Bolkonsky’s, starting off with “Where is my mother? Who is my mother?” (similar to Bolkonsky’s panic, crying out “Where are my glasses”) and then repeating “i’m thirsty, Oh God I’m thirsty” which is also similar to “Oh God I’m frightened”. The delivery is similar also, with Jesus being reduced into (understandable) hysterics and screaming. The music builds, with chaotic piano and a chorus of almost ghost like wailing, quite similar to the violins playing in this song. I feel like this must be inspired by it but I can't find any evidence of it so i guess it might be coincidence. Both are fucking good songs
I just hate natasha’s part in the newer version bc it shows how natasha is the center of attention literally everywhere even when its a story about a girl being forced to live with her bitch father bc shes being guilted to take care of him and in case you havent noticed i dont like natasha 😌
Cherry_trees _ Natasha has no idea
Me every morning trying to find my glasses because somehow I always end up putting them in different places every night like one day they were in the bathtub and I have 0 memory of placing them there
*Wh ErE aR e M y gLAsSeEeEeSsSsSs*
Y'all hear sumn? I think he might want his glasses but i can't really tell y'know
W H E R E R M Y G LA S S E S?!?
they’re upon his head...
Something not mentioned is the “french thing” is Mary’s maid
Mademoiselle Bourienne! I'm heatbroken she isn't here!
The creepy aura of Bolonsky's singing voice makes me uncomfortable
Two minutes in and Mary sounds like she's about to break down and I just want to hug her
Song: begins
Me: hey look it's Javert's Suicide from Les Mis
give the poor man his glasses back
This song gives me the worst chills
I always have to skip this song. It hurts to listen to when you live with a relative with dementia.
I love this song. I dont know why
this song is so damn underrated i stg
This is my first run through with this soundtrack and honestly I’m speechless towards this...kinda brings out the giggles
BOLKONSKY
I've aged
I've aged so very much
I fall asleep at the table
My napkin drops to the floor
I'm full of childish vanities
I forget things
And I love in the past
I've aged so very much
People enjoy me though
I come in for tea in my old-fashioned coat and powered wig
And I tell stories
And utter scathing critiques
This old-fashioned house
With its gigantic mirrors and powered footmen
And this stern, shrewd old man
A relic of the past century
With his gentle daughter
Is a majestic and agreeable spectacle
MARY
But besides the couple hours during which we have guests
There are also twenty-two hours in the day
During which the private and intimate life of the house continues
BOLKONSKY
Bring me my slippers
MARY
Yes father yes father
BOLKONSKY
Bring me my wine
MARY
Yes father yes father
Oh father
And I never go anywhere
Never invited
For who would take care of him
Who would take care
MARY & BOLKONSKY
And I have no friends
No no no
BOLKONSKY
Girl, all my friends are dead
MARY
No one
BOLKONSKY
All my friends are dead
MARY
Time is moving
It's now or never
My fate is slipping past me
BOLKONSKY
Silence! Silence!
MARY
Yes father yes father
BOLKONSKY
Shut your damn mouth girl
Shut your damn mouth
I can hurt you
MARY & BOLKONSKY
I can hurt you
MARY
But I never ever ever ever would
This is just how it is
It's just how he is
I'm always to blame
He could beat me
Or treat me like a dog
Make me fetch wood or water
And that's just how it is
Oh father
I love you father
Time is moving
It's now or never
I've abandoned the hope of getting married
BOLKONSKY
Ah! What's this, a young suitor?
Ah, come in come in
But don't sit down
Don't sit down
I'm cold to you
Yes I'm mean to you
Now be gone be gone be gone
And don't come back!
Maybe I'll marry someone myself
Some cheap French thing
Oh that offends you does it?
Ah, come in my dear, come in my dear, come in
MARY
And he draws her to him
And he kisses her hand
Embraces her affectionately
And I flush and run out of the room
BOLKONSKY
Come back here
Let an old man have his fun
Wipe away your tears girl
I don't want your tears
MARY
On that horrible woman
Vile and inhuman
She's using you, Papa
Wants your money Papa
To take advantage of your weakness like that
It's disgusting
My voice breaks
BOLKONSKY
It's my money
And I'll throw it where I want
Not at you!
And not at Andrey's harlot!
It's my money, my money,
Mine all mine!
Insolent girl!
Insolent girl!
Where-
Where-
Where are my glasses?
Where are, where are they?
Where are my glasses?
Where are-
Where-
Oh God-
Oh God I'm frightened
Oh God I've-
I've aged, I've aged so very much
Oh God I'm frightened
Where-
Where are my glasses?
Where are my, where are my-
Where are my glasses?
MARY
There are there upon his head
They are there upon his head
The pride of sacrifice
Gathers in my soul
They are there upon his head
And he forgets things
He lives in the past
He falls asleep at the table
His napkin drops to the floor
His shaking head
Sinks over his plate
He is old and feeble
And I dare to judge him
I disgust myself
I disgust myself
" I know they'll like me! Everyone has always liked me!" Oh, Natasha
I’m reading War and Peace right now and they captured everything so perfectly so far...like holy shit. The reason she mentions the other hours of the day is bc he’s really anal about time. At a particular time she plays the cello for him and ends at a certain time and if she ever breaks the constant schedule, she gets beat. She’s very Christian bc it helps her deal with her psychological and physical abuse. OH AND IN THE BEGINNING OF THE BOOK PEOPLE ARE TRYINGN TO GET ANATOLE TO MARRY HER...the devote Christian and the alcoholic slut....no wonder why they didn’t get married
Mary does actually get married just not in this musical
Jansitio
She marries Natasha's brother aka Sonyas fiancé
Www.google.com
BRING ME MY SLIPPERS
Yes father, yes father
BRING ME MY WIIINE
Yes father, yes father
And I have no friends, no I never go anywhere
Never invited-
*WhErE ArE My GlAsSeS?!?!* He says as the depths of Hell slowly devour us.
B E G O N E
i like the first version better because they dont hit the fucking high note so fast
Just a tip: don’t listen to this musical without knowing what it’s about. You will be the most confused ever 👌🏻
Lily Wressell nope, I figured it out real quick
I love how in the operas of this, he actually takes drink and food from the audience
Come back here let an old man have his fun !!
2:09 the duet vocals are perfect along with the mismatching chords it shows their relationship is strained
They both say I can hurt you, but only Mary says she wouldn’t.
fUCK
This shouldn’t be relatable
1:50 BRING ME MY WHAAIIIYYYYYNE
SHES USING YOU PAPA WANTS YOUR MONEY PAPA.
*melts*
Mary deserves the world
BRING ME MY SLIPPERS!
I love this song so much for some reason
Mary protection squad
where are my glasses....Where are my glasses....Where Are my glasses....WhErE aRe My GlAsSeS?!?!?!?
This is the one song that I actually prefer the Off-Broadway version better. Particularly Mary's parts, I feel were much better and more fleshed out Off-Broadway.
There's not a lot of comments??? WHY
Julia stop.
Mr. Moseby never
Mr. Moseby y not
idk lol
I can't help but feel bad for Mary
4:16-4:39me in the mornings
The harmony is gonna make my ears bleed
Olivia Leve But it's worth it
Olivia Leve You think that this makes your ears bleed? Listen to the Original recording (the one where Philippa Soo played Natasha). That one had a bit more harmonies that would hurt ears. But in a cool way, tbh.
I swear your everywhere my dood
bRiNG mE my SLiPpERS
BOLKONSKY]
I’ve aged
I’ve aged so very much
I fall asleep at the table
My napkin drops to the floor
I’m full of childish vanities
I forget things
And I live in the past
I’ve aged so very much
People enjoy me though
I come in for tea in my old-fashioned coat and powdered wig
And I tell stories
And utter scathing critiques
This stern, shrewd old man
A relic of the past century
With his gentle daughter
Such a majestic and agreeable spectacle
[MARY]
But besides the couple of hours during which we have guests
There are also twenty-two hours in the day
During which the private and intimate life of the house continues
[BOLKONSKY]
Bring my me slippers
[MARY]
Yes father, yes father
[BOLKONSKY]
Bring me my wine
[MARY]
Yes father, yes father
[BOLKONSKY]
If you’re not too busy
Fiddling with your incense and icons?
[MARY]
No father, no father
And I have no friends
No, never go anywhere
Never invited
For who would take care of him
[BOLKONSKY]
I can hurt you
[MARY & BOLKONSKY]
I can hurt you
[MARY]
But I never ever ever ever would
No father
I love you father
And time moves on
And my fate slips past
And nothing ever happens to me
And Countess Natalya Rostova is coming for tea
[NATASHA]
I know they’ll like me
Everyone has always liked me
[BOLKONSKY]
Natasha is young
And worthless and dumb
[MARY]
And time moves on
And my fate slips past
Is this all I’ll make of my life?
Will I never be happy?
Will I never be anyone’s wife?
[BOLKONSKY]
Ah, what’s this? A young suitor?
Ah, come in, come in
But don’t sit down, don’t sit down
I’m cold to you
Yes I’m mean to you
Now be gone, be gone be gone!
And don’t come back!
Oh, maybe I’ll marry someone myself
Some cheap French thing
Oh that offends you does it?
Ah, come in my dear
Come in my dear, come in
[MARY]
And he draws her to him
And he kisses her hand
Embraces her affectionately
And I flush and run out of the room
[BOLKONSKY]
Come back here
Let an old man have his fun
[MARY]
But she’s just using you papa
Wants your money papa!
To take advantage of your weakness like that
It’s disgusting
My voice breaks
[BOLKONSKY]
It’s my money and I’ll throw it where I want
Not at you!
And not at Andrey’s harlot!
Insolent girl!
Insolent girl!
Where—
Where—
Where are my glasses?
Where are they?
Where are my glasses?
Oh God—
Oh God I’m frightened
Oh God I’ve aged so very much
Where are my glasses?
Where are my glasses?
[MARY]
They are there upon his head
The pride of sacrifice
Gathers in my soul
And he forgets things
He falls asleep at the table
His napkin drops to the floor
His shaking head
Sinks over his plate
He is old and feeble
And I dare to judge him
I disgust myself
I disgust myself
You're welcome! :P
woah that's gud
A peculiar Hamilton fan THANK YOU SO MUCH
Thanks lol
Could we just discuss the last bit and its implications on how old people should just be exempt from judgment even though they're taking advantage of people >_> Sure they're old and need care, but I don't think others should just give up and let them do whatever. Look at the old GB and his grabhands for example, like come on. Senility is not an excuse for letting young girls pose next to him so he was squeeze their asses.
well the last part isnt the musical or the writer trying to excuse his actions, its princess mary's view point. As the daughter of an abusive man who always controls her, she grows up in that environment and victims of abuse often are taught by their abusers that they deserve it or that it is normal. so the last bit is mary feeling guilty for judging her father because she has been conditioned to think that way
That’s not the message it’s just the way Mary thinks because that’s how she was raised to think
I think that it's meant to show how abuse affects people. No matter what the abuser does or says, the victim defends them because they've been manipulated and they feel powerless. The show isn't saying it's right
SOMEONE GET THE POOR GUY HIS GLASSES FOR GODS SAKE
"Yes father, yes father."
"BEGONE! BEGONE! BEGONE T H O T!"
IF HE BREATHS HES A T H O T
It's so barren and cold here. I guess nothing really does ever happen here.
*AND TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIME MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN*
Gelsey Bell is the absolute best
2:37 I knoooOOOWWWW theyll like me
I too scream when I can't find my glasses
gelsey bell's voice is so underrated.... it makes me nut so hard, yet no one else seems to nut to it :(
iT's DiSgUsTiNG
"I have no friends, never go anywhere, never invited" same
i like this more than the original
Where are my glasses!
SHE WANTS YA MONEY PAPA
no father no father
the dislikes are Natasha, Sonya, Anatole, Pierre, Helene, and Marya
Why does Bolkonsky's state of mind in the beginning remind me of Pierre? (if Pierre was just a tad more off the hook)
Listening to this song in the car is nuts because you're trying to focus on stopping at a stop sign and someone is screaming "WHERE ARE MY GLASSES" in your ear the whole time
"i have no friends"
big mood
sarah isnt cool sameeeee xd
And in the other version he replies “all my friends are dead! All my friends are dead!!” Which is great
*I CAN HURT YOUOu*
*whEREAREMYGLASSES*
the y are there up o n h I s h e a d
I took his glasses.
I'm full of childish vanities
I forget things
And I live in the past
I've aged so very much
People enjoy me though
I come in for tea in my old-fashioned coat
And powdered wig
I tell stories
And utter scathing critiques
This old-fashioned house
With its gigantic mirrors and powdered footmen
And this stern, shrewd old man
A relic of the past century
With his gentle daughter
Is a majestic and agreeable spectacle
[MARY]
But besides the couple hours
During which we have guests
There are also twenty-two hours in the day
During which the private and intimate life
Of the house continues
[BOLKONSKY]
Bring me my slippers!
[MARY]
Yes, father, yes, father
[BOLKONSKY]
Bring me my wine!
[MARY]
Yes, father, yes, father
Oh father
And I never go anywhere
Never invited
For who would take care of him
Who would take care
[MARY & BOLKONSKY overlapping]
And I have no friends
No, no, no
[BOLKONSKY ov.]
Girl, all my friends are dead
[MARY ov.]
No one
[BOLKONSKY ov.]
All my friends are dead
[MARY]
Time is moving
It's now or never
My fate is slipping past me
[BOLKONSKY]
Silence! Silence!
[MARY]
Yes, father, yes, father
[BOLKONSKY]
You shut your damn mouth girl
Shut your damn mouth
I can hurt you
[MARY ov.]
Yes, father, yes, father
[MARY & BOLKONSKY]
I can hurt you
[MARY]
But I never, ever, ever, ever would
This is just how it is
It's just how he is
I'm always to blame
He could beat me
Or treat me like a dog
Make me fetch wood or water
And it's just how it is
Oh father, I love you father
Time is moving
It's now or never
I've abandoned the hope of getting married
[BOLKONSKY]
Ah! What's this, a young suitor?
Ah, come in come in
But don't sit down
Don't sit down
I'm cold to you
Yes, I'm mean to you!
Now be gone, be gone,
Be gone and don't come back!
Maybe I'll marry someone myself
Some cheap French thing
Oh that offends you, does it?
Ah!
Come in my dear, come in my dear, come in!
[MARY]
And he draws her to him
And he kisses her hand
Embraces her affectionately
And I flush and run out of the room
[BOLKONSKY]
Come back here
Let an old man have his fun
Wipe away your tears, girl
I don't want your tears
[MARY]
Oh, that horrible woman
Vile inhuman
She's using you, Papa
Wants your money, Papa
To take advantage of your weakness like that
It's disgusting
My voice breaks
[BOLKONSKY]
It's my money
And I'll throw it where I want
Not at you!
And not at Andrey's harlot!
It's my money, my money,
Mine all mine!
Insolent girl!
Insolent girl!
Where—
Where—
Where—
Where are my glasses?
Where, where are they? Where are my glasses?
Oh, God—
Oh, God, I'm frightened
Oh, God, I've aged
I've aged so very much
Where are my glasses?
Where are they? Where?
Where are my glasses?
Where are they?
Where—
Where are my glasses?!
[MARY]
There are there upon his head
They are there upon his head
The pride of sacrifice
Gathers in my soul
They are there upon his head
And he forgets things
He lives in the past
He falls asleep at the table
His napkin drops to the floor
His shaking head
Sinks over his plate
He is old and feeble
And I dare to judge him
I disgust myself
I disgust myself
*WHEREAREMYGLASSES*
I still don't know what's going on but I like it
What's she doing with her voice when she calls him Papa? It's not necessarily bad but it's very stylized
I had to look up the lyrics there because I thought she was saying 'bubble' and not 'papa' :D
no3rdw I thought she was saying boba not as like the drink but more like a pet name
yEsfathER y e s fAtHeR
7 People have no Friends
"WHERE ARE MY GLAAAASSSSSSEEEEEESSSSSS" -me at some point probably
Me When I Lose My Glasses And No One Will Help Find Them So I Have To Blindly Search™
This is the most underrated song tbh
wow where did all the comments go
Ikr? The comments on this soundtrack keep disappearing?
Shahelle MARTINEZ What the hell? I swear I was just reading them earlier this week... did they actually go away or am I hallucianating.
BRING ME MY SLIPPERS
Yes father yes father
briNG ME MY W IIIIINEEEE
jay yes father yes faTher
Meh Space Dorito IF YOU'RE NOT TOO BUSY F I D D L I N G WITH YOUR INCENSE AND ICONS
@Mikaela C. No father, no father *AND I HAVE NO FRIENDS*
This version is very different from the off broadway one.
I love both of them :D
WHERE ARE MY G L A S S E S