Nicholas Barasch - Three Letters lyrics

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Nicholas Barasch - Three Letters lyrics

[GEORG NOWAK] Dear friend: When a day brings petty aggravations And my poor frayed nerves are all askew I forget these unimportant matters Pouring out my hopes and dreams to you As I rest my pen and look around me I can see the summer disappear Oh, dear friend, all at once, autumn's here! [ARPAD] Good morning, Ms. Ritter [ILONA RITTER] Oh, good morning, Arpad [ARPAD] Look! Autumn! [ILONA] Ooh! [KODALY] Ah, good morning, Ilona. Here you are on this first October day, the quintessence of autumn. I do hope you've forgiven me about our little misunderstanding last night. I just can't bear it when we quarrel. Can you, darling? Truthfully? [ILONA] Go to hell! [GEORG] Dear friend: With November just around the corner I've a feeling you may also share Do you feel an undertone of discord And a sense of tension in the air? [MR. MARACZEK] Mr. Nowak, must this sidewalk always be covered with leaves? [GEORG] Uh, no sir. But Mr. Maraczek! Mr Maraczek! If it weren't for your endearing letters I'd be flying south with all the geese! By the way, have you read "War and Peace?" [AMALIA BALASH] Good morning, Mr. Nowak [GEORG] Ah, congratulations, Ms. Balash. I see you're on time today [AMALIA BALASH] So sorry to disappoint you [GEORG] Oh, but I'm not disappointed, far from it Let's just call it...surprised [GEORG \ AMALIA laugh sarcastically] [ARPAD] They always argue. Why is that? [SIPOS] Well, it's a simple chemical reaction You see, when two people like each other very much... [ARPAD] They LIKE each other? [SIPOS] Well, I think so [ARPAD] They like each other VERY much? Well, don't you think we should tell them? [SIPOS] Arpad, my boy, they'd never believe us [ARPAD] Oh, look! Winter! [GEORG] Dear friend: Have you set your calendar for Tuesday When we bring this... [AMALIA (reading) \ GEORG (writing)] ...chapter to a close? When I meet my lady of the letters Who puts tiny faces in her O's? [AMALIA (reading)] In the freezing weather of December I'll be warmly waiting for our date Until then, count the hours-- Oh, I'm late for work! I'm late!