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The Great Comet Original Cast
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Letters
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
Dear Andre 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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Dolokhov is recovering He will be alright, the good man 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
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