Broadway 2016 Natasha Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812 - Sunday Morning Lyrics
NATASHA Has Andrey arrived? Has Andrey arrived? He has not arrived He will never come Or something will happen to me before he does MARYA D. Come to church dear SONYA Marya Dmitryevna likes Sundays and knows how to keep them The whole house has been scrubbed and cleaned Roast goose and suckling pig filled our noses with glee We wear holiday dresses Travel by troika to church MARYA D. God is everywhere NATASHA I suffer more now than before The theater and Anatole That man who aroused such terrible feelings I don't understand Have I broken faith with Andrey? Am I guilty? SONYA After church, Marya left for Prince Bolkonsky's MARYA D. The rudeness of that man! I'll straighten him out! NATASHA That terrible old Prince SONYA There, there Natasha It's not your fault Here, kiss me NATASHA I can't bear to think of it I'll shut myself in my room And try on new dresses SONYA And just after Marya left There was a knock at the door Natasha had just turned her head to the glass When she heard a voice that made her flush
[Thanks to Darci Faye for lyrics]
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Natasha Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812 the Musical Lyrics
SYNOPSIS Prologue Pierre Moscow The Private and Intimate Life of the House Natasha & Bolkonskys No One Else The Opera Natasha & Anatole Natasha Lost The Duel Dust and Ashes Sunday Morning Charming The Ball Letters Sonya & Natasha Sonya Alone Preparations Balaga The Abduction In My House A Call to Pierre Find Anatole Pierre & Anatole Natasha Very Ill Pierre & Andrey Pierre & Natasha The Great Comet of 1812
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