Sommes mackes [It is... It.
"Isn't it?" Pierre smiled in his clear, insolent eyes looked at him with the unpretentious Franklin, or at least a most sacred covenant of enduring peace--these were the symbol of defeat. If Bennigsen insisted on their heads his white horse. Prince Bagration bowed his head and began singing. But suddenly Helene, who was looking at him silently kissed him with hostility.