Pierre & Andrey

Well, how are you?
Still getting stouter?

There's a new wrinkle
On your forehead, old friend

It's good to see you
I've been away too long

My friend, you are in need
Your face is gloomy

No, I am well
There's a war going on

Forgive me for troubling you
I received a refusal from Countess Rostova
And have heard reports of your brother-in-law
Having sought her hand,
Or something of that kind

Here are her letters
Please give them to the Countess

Natasha is ill
She has been at death's door

I much regret her illness

And he smiled like his father—
Coldly, maliciously

Well, it doesn't matter

You told me once
A fallen woman should be forgiven

But I didn't say that I could forgive—
I can't

Yes, ask her hand again,
Be magnanimous, and so on, yes,
That would be very noble
But I can't be that man

If you wish to be my friend,
Never speak of that again

Well, goodbye.



Credits
Writer(s): Dave Malloy
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