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