[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 hanging lifelessly
Just in the very pose
She used to stand in as a young girl
When she went to the middle of the ballroom to sing
But the look on her face was quite different
[NATASHA]
Peter Kirilovich
[PIERRE]
Pierre
[NATASHA]
Prince Bolkonsky was your friend—
He is your friend
He once told me that I should turn to you
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 hanging lifelessly
Just in the very pose
She used to stand in as a young girl
When she went to the middle of the ballroom to sing
But the look on her face was quite different
[NATASHA]
Peter Kirilovich
[PIERRE]
Pierre
[NATASHA]
Prince Bolkonsky was your friend—
He is your friend
He once told me that I should turn to you
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