A Call to Pierre

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 What? What can they want with me? Pierre, old friend, I'm sorry it's late I'm sorry I haven't seen you about Where have you been? Where have you been? I have been studying Pierre, old friend, we need your help Pierre, old friend, the family name We need your help We need your help! There's ruin at the door! Marya? Natasha has let down the family What? Natasha has broken with Andrey What? Natasha has tried to elope What? Natasha and Antole Kuragin! What? We need your help We need your help There's ruin at the door Natasha, that charming girl? I can't believe my ears So I am not the only man Tied to a bad woman And Anatole, that stupid child They'll lock him up for years For Anatole is a married man! Married? He's married? Yes Oh wait 'til I tell her Poor Andrey And when Andrey comes home He will challenge Anatole to a duel And get himself killed And all will be ruined You must go see your brother-in-law And tell him that he must leave Moscow And not dare to let me set my eyes on him again! At once