Sunday Morning Lyrics

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