Sunday Morning - Denee Benton/Brittain Ashford And Grace Mclean

作词：Dave Malloy/Alon Bisk/Bob Ludwig/Brittain Ashford/Caryl Paisner/Claudia Chopek/Claudia Chopek/Denée Benton/Enrico de Trizio/Grace McLean/Isaiah Albolin/Joey Cassata/John Miller/John Murchison/Kevin Killen/Kevin Killen/Luke Klingensmith/Marilyn Cole/Marilyn Cole/Mark Dover/Mark Dover/Matt Doebler/Nate Odden/Or Matias/Thad DeBrock

作曲：Dave Malloy/Alon Bisk/Bob Ludwig/Brittain Ashford/Caryl Paisner/Claudia Chopek/Claudia Chopek/Denée Benton/Enrico de Trizio/Grace McLean/Isaiah Albolin/Joey Cassata/John Miller/John Murchison/Kevin Killen/Kevin Killen/Luke Klingensmith/Marilyn Cole/Marilyn Cole/Mark Dover/Mark Dover/Matt Doebler/Nate Odden/Or Matias/Thad DeBrock

Early Sunday morning

Natasha and I lit a candle

Looked in the mirror

I see my face

Don't be silly

They say you can see your future

In the long row of candles

Stretching back and back and back

Into the depths of the mirror

In the dim confused last square

You'll see a coffin or a man

Everyone sees a man

I see the candles

Stretching back

So far away

I see the mirrors

I see a shape in the darkness

Is it him or is it

He's lying down

Oh Sonya why is he lying down

I'm so frightened

Andrey will never come

Or something will happen to me before he does

Sunday morning

Time for church

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

After church Marya left for Prince Bolkonsky's

The rudeness of that man

I'll straighten him out

That terrible old Prince

I can't bear to think of it

I'll shut myself in my room

And try on new dresses

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