[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! [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