Letters [Finnish translation]

[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

And Natasha is in town

Your bride to be, so full of life and mischief

I should visit

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

But I think I've finally found it

What my heart has needed

For I've been studying the Kabal

And I've calculated the number of the beast

It is Napoleon!

Six hundred three score and six

And I will kill him one day

He's no great man

None of us are great men

We're caught in the wave of history

Nothing matters

Everything matters

It's all the same

Oh, 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 is 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

• Artist:Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812 (Musical)
• Album:Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812 Original Broadway Cast Recording