The Ball Denée Benton & Lucas Steele

[ANATOLE]
Waiting at the door
Waiting at the door, waiting
Waiting at the door
Waiting at the door, waiting

Oh, how I adore little girls
They lose their heads at once!

(The ball begins; they dance.)

[NATASHA]
I am seized by feelings of vanity and fear
There is no barrier between us
Whispers and moans, and ringing in my ear
There is no barrier between us

Divine, delicious, but I do not see or hear anything
I'm borne away to a senseless world
So strange, so remote
I don't know good from bad
Anatole
Anatole
I'm so frightened

[ANATOLE]
You are enchanting