[Servant]
A letter from marya dmitryevna asking you to come and visit her
On a matter of great importance
Relating to andrey bolkonsky and his betrothed

[Pierre]
What?
What can they want with me?

[Marya d.]
Pierre, old friend I’m sorry it’s late
I’m sorry

[Anatole & dolokhov]
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

[Balaga]
Who’s that madman flying at full gallop down the st

[Hélène]
Oh my enchantress
Oh you beautiful thing
Charming, charming
Oh, this is really beyond anything
These dresses suit you
This one, “metallic gauze”
Straight from paris
Anything suits you, my charmer

Oh how she blushes, how she blushes, my pretty!
O

[Pierre]
Is this how I die?
Ridiculed and laughed at
Wearing clown shoes
Is this how I die?
Furious and reckless
Sick with booze

How did I live?
I taste every wasted minute
Every time I turned away
From the things that might have healed me
How long h

[Pierre]
Anatole, find anatole
Anatole, find anatole
The blood rushes to my heart
It’s difficult to breathe
Anatole, find anatole
Anatole, find anatole
Not at the ice hills
Not at matreshka’s
Not at komoneno’s
Anatole, find anatole
Anatole, find anatol

[Marya d.]
You shameless good-for-nothing
You vile, shameless girl
In my house
In my house
A nice girl! Very nice!

You dirty nasty wench of a thing
Now don’t you say one word
In my house
In my house
Horrid girl, hussy!

It’s lucky for him he escaped

[All]
In nineteenth-century russia, we write letters
We write letters
We put down in writing
What is happening in our minds

Once it's on the paper, we feel better
We feel better
It's like some kind of clarity
When the letter's done and signed

[Pierre]

[Pierre]
Raz dva tri!

[Natasha]
Marya dmitryevna akhrosimova

[Marya d.]
Countess natalya ilyinichna rostova

[Natasha]
You must call me natasha

[Sonya]
Marya dmitryevna akhrosimova

[Marya d.]
Sofia alexandrovna rostova

[Sonya]
You mu

[Anatole]
I have long wished to have this happiness
Ever since the naryshkins’ ball
Where I had the well-remembered pleasure of seeing you
How do you like the performance?
Last week semenova fell down on the stage

[Natasha]
He is sensible and simple
Bold and nat

[Servant]
May I present the countess
Natalya rostova

[Mary]
Oh
Oh, hello
Won’t you come in?

[Natasha]
Hello

[Mary]
And from the first glance I do not like natasha
Too fashionably dressed
Frivolous and vain
Her beauty, youth, and happiness

Natasha very ill
The whole house
A state of alarm and commotion
Natasha very ill
Having poisoned herself
With a bit of arsenic
She woke me in the middle of the night
And told me what she had done
And the doctors
And the antidotes
And now she is out of dang

[Natasha]
The moon—

First time I heard your voice
Moonlight burst into the room
And I saw your eyes
And I saw your smile
And the world opened wide
And the world was inside of me

And I catch my breath
And I laugh and blush
And I hear guitars
You are

[Pierre]
It's dawned on me suddenly
And for no obvious reason
That I can't go on
Living as I am

The zest of life has vanished
Only the skeleton remains
Unexpectedly vile

I used to be better
I used to be better
I used to be better

I used to be bet

[Pierre]
You promised countess rostova to marry her and were about to elope, is that so?

[Anatole]
Mon cher
I don’t consider myself bound to answer questions put to me in that tone

[Pierre]
My face, already pale
Becomes distorted by fury
I seize you by the col

[Andrey]
Well, how are you?
Still getting stouter?

[Pierre]
There’s a new wrinkle
On your forehead old friend

[Andrey]
It’s good to see you
I’ve been away too long

[Pierre]
My friend, you are in need
Your face is gloomy

[Andrey]
No, I a

[Pierre]
Natasha was standing
In the middle of the drawing room
With a pale yet steady face
When I appeared in the doorway
She grew flustered and I hurried to her
I thought that she would give me her hand
But instead she stopped
Breathing heavily
Her thin arms

[Pierre]
Ah, anatole! Where are you off too?

[Anatole]
Pierre, good man
Tonight I go away, on an adventure
You’ll not be seeing me for some time
I’ve found a new pleasure
And I’m taking her away
I’ll send you a letter from poland

[Pierre]
Ha! An elopem

[Pierre]
There’s a war going on out there somewhere
and Andrey isn’t here
There’s a war going on out there somewhere
and Andrey isn’t here

[All]
There’s a war going on out there somewhere
and Andrey isn’t here
There’s a war going on out there somewhere
and A

[Sonya]
How was it I noticed nothing?
How could it go so far?
It can’t be that she loves him
It can’t be
Natasha

[Natasha]
Sonya, you’re back
And with the tender resolve that often comes at the moment of awakening
I embraced my friend
But noticing sonya’

Hard as it is in the coming days i watch my friend in her strange unnatural state
Don’t let her out of my sight
She trails off stares at nothing laughs at random and the letters come

She waits at the window and i listen at the door

Until one day i see by the sad look on her f