Letters Lyrics

Broadway 2016
Natasha Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812 - Letters
Lyrics

ALL
In nineteenth century Russia we write letters
We write letters
We put down in writing
What is happening in our minds

Once it's on the paper we feel better
We feel better
It's like some kind of clarity
When the letter's done and signed

PIERRE
Dear Andrey
Dear old friend
How goes the war?
Do we march on the French splendidly?
Do our cannons crack and cry?
Do our bullets whistle and sing?
Does the air reek with smoke?
I wish I were there
With death at my heels

Dolokhov is recovering
He will be all right, the good man
It should have been me
I am a most ridiculous man

And Natasha is in town
I hear she is more beautiful than ever
How I envy you and your happiness

Here at home
I drink and read and drink and read and drink
And I fill my mind with rot
While my heart is empty
And I've been studying the Cabal
And I've calculated the number of the beast
It is Napoleon
I will kill him one day
He is not a great man
None of us are great men
We are just caught in the wave of history
Nothing matters
Everything matters
It's all the same
If only I could not see it,
This dreadful, terrible it

ALL
In nineteenth century Russia we write letters
We write letters
We put down in writing
What is happening in our minds

NATASHA
Dear Andrey -

What more can I write
After all that has happened?
What am I to do if I love him and the other one too?
Must I break it off?
These terrible questions

NATASHA & PIERRE
I see nothing but the candle in the mirror
No visions of the future
So lost and alone

NATASHA
And what of Princess Mary

MARY
Dear Natasha
I am in deep despair at the misunderstanding there is between us
Whatever my father's feelings might be
I beg you to believe that I cannot help loving you
He's a tired old man and must be forgiven
Please, come see us again

NATASHA
Dear Princess Mary -

Oh what am I to write!
How do I choose
What do I do
I shall never be happy again

PIERRE
These terrible questions

MARY
I'm so alone here

NATASHA & PIERRE
So alone in here

MARY
And I see nothing

NATASHA, PIERRE & MARY
I see nothing but the candle in the mirror
No visions of the future
So lost and alone

ALL
In nineteenth century Russia we write letters
We write letters
We put down in writing
What is happening in our minds

ANATOLE
Dear Natalie
A love letter
A love letter
A love letter

NATASHA
A letter from him, from the man that I love

DOLOKHOV
A letter which I composed

ALL
A love letter
A love letter...

ANATOLE
Natalie Natalie Natalie
I must love you or die
Natalie Natalie Natalie
If you love me say yes
And I will come and steal you away
Steal you out of the dark
Natalie Natalie Natalie
I want nothing more

Natalie Natalie Natalie
I must love you or die
Natalie Natalie Natalie
If you love me say yes
And I will come and steal you away
Steal you out of the dark
Natalie Natalie Natalie
I want nothing more

Just say yes
Just say yes
Just say yes

NATASHA
Yes, yes, I love him!
How else could I have his letter in my hand?
I read it twenty times
Thirty times, forty times!
Each and every word
I love him, I love him

(Natasha sleeps. Sonya arrives and reads Anatole\'s letter.)

[Thanks to Darci Faye for lyrics]

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