natasha & bolkonskys

may i present the countess

natalya rostova

oh

oh

hello

won't you come in?

hello

and from the first glance i do not like natasha

too fashionably dressed

frivolous and vain

her beauty

youth

and happiness

my brother's love for her

and my father

i do not wish to see her!

i know at any moment he might indulge in some freak

i'm sorry the prince is still ailing

songstress!

i am not afraid of anyone

but such hesitation

such unnatural manners

and from the first glance i do not like princess mary

too plain and affected

insolent and dry

i shrink into myself

assume an offhand air

which alienates me still more

constrained and strained

constrained and strained

constrained and strained

irksome

irksome

oh!

papa!

oh

so this is natasha

not much to look at

says the mean old man in his underthings

i never dress for children or peasants

says the mean old man in his underthings

and he looked at her once

head to toe

and left muttering

i must take my leave

please wait

dear natalie

i want you to know how glad i am my brother has found happiness

is that the truth?

i think it is not convenient to speak of that now

dear princess

she said

with such dignity and coldness

what have i said

what have i done?

crying like a child

oh

they were so awful!

oh

it all hurts so terribly

andrey

where are you?