Am E7 F C Bb Am E7 Am Am E7 F C Bb Am E7 Am Am In nineteenth-century Russia, we write letters, we write letters Am We put down in writing what is happening in our minds Am Once it's on the paper, we feel better, we feel better Am It's like some kind of clarity when the letter's done and signed
Am Dear Andrey Am Dear old friend, how goes the war? Am Do we march on the French splendidly? Am Do our cannons crack and cry? Am Do our bullets whistle and sing? Am Does the air reek with smoke? Am I wish I were there, ith death at my heels Am Dolokhov is recovering, he will be all right, the good man Am Dm And Natasha is in town, your bride to be, so full of life and mischief Dm I should visit Dm Am I hear she is more beautiful than ever Am How I envy you and your happiness Am E7 Am Here at home I drink and read and drink and read and drink E7 But I think I've finally found it, what my heart has needed Am Ebdim For I've been studying the Kabal Bbdim Bm And I've calculated the number of the beast Fdim It is Napoleon! F#m Cdim C#m Six hundred three score and six Gdim G#m And I will kill him one day Ddim He's no great man Ebdim Adim None of us are great men Bbm Edim We're caught in the wave of history Fm Nothing matters Bdim Cm Everything matters F#dim It's all the same Gm C#dim Oh, if only I could not see "it" Dm G#dim This dreadful, terrible "it" Am In nineteenth-century Russia, we write letters, we write letters Am We put down in writing, what is happening in our minds Am Dear Andrey— Am What more can I write after all that has happened? Am What am I to do if I love him and the other one too? Am Must I break it off? Am These terrible questions Am I see nothing but the candle in the mirror Am No visions of the future, so lost and alone Dm And what of Princess Mary? Dm Dear Natasha Dm E7 Am I am in deep despair at the misunderstanding there is between us E7 A E7 Am Whatever my father's feelings might be E7 Dm A7 Dm A7 I beg you to believe that I cannot help loving you Dm E7 Am He is a tired old man and must be forgiven E7 E7b9 Please, come see us again E7 E7b9 Dear Princess Mary— E7 E7b9 Oh, what am I to write! E7 How do I choose? E7b9 What do I do? I shall never be happy again Am Ebdim These terrible questions Em Bbdim I'm so alone here Bm Fdim F#m So alone in here Cdim And I see nothing C#m G#7 C#m I see nothing but the candle in the mirror G#7 C#m No visions of the future G#7 C#m G#dim7 So lost and alone Am E7 Am In nineteenth-century Russia, we write letters E7 We write letters Am We put down in writing E7 Am What is happening in our minds E7 Am Dear Natalie Dm/A A love letter G#dim7/A A love letter Am A love letter Am A letter from him, from the man that I love Am A letter which I composed Am A love letter Am A love letter... Am Natalie, Natalie, Natalie Am I must love you or die Am Natalie, Natalie, Natalie Am If you love me, say yes Am And I will come and steal you away Am Steal you out of the dark Am Natalie, Natalie, Natalie Am I want nothing more Am Natalie, Natalie, Natalie Am I must love you or die Am Natalie, Natalie, Natalie Am If you love me, say yes Am And I will come and steal you away Am Steal you out of the dark Am Natalie, Natalie, Natalie Am I want nothing more Am Just say yes Am Just say yes Am Just say yes Dm Bb F Yes, yes, I love him A7/C# Dm Bb F How else could I have his letter in my hand? C7 I read it twenty times C#dim7 Thirty times, forty times! Dm C Bb Each and every word C7 A7 I love him, I love him Dm7 Bb F A7/C# Dm Dm/C Bb7
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