Smash Cast - A letter from cecile (smash cast version) lyrics

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Smash Cast - A letter from cecile (smash cast version) lyrics

"Dear Sophie... At the convent of St. Ursuline Under lock and key we always felt secure We were taught that Heaven is divine And all who enter it are innocent and pure And inside those medieval walls We had no reason to believe it wasn't true But it's hard to stay strong when one leaves those holy halls And, Sophie, that is why I'm writing this to you For there's this man, you see This man, Vicomte Valmont A second cousin to the cousin of my mother Who would look at me As he played faro with my aunt And he wasn't looking at me like a brother He is with us in Deauville As my dear mama prepares For my marriage she's brokered and arranged But last night as I lay still I heard him coming up the stairs And now, Sophie, I am permanently changed! He arrived just past eleven Saying we would fly to Heaven And before the night was over he was right Now, nuns say Heaven's for the strong But I'm afraid he's proved them wrong And he's bringing Heaven back tomorrow night" Madame Volanges: Cecile, what's that racket? I don't hear your lesson, what are you doing in there? Oh, oh, yes Mama! I'm working out a very hard pa**age "At the convent of St. Ursuline We were sheltered from the evil ways of men We were warned that they would pour your wine And could seduce you with just paper and a pen And beneath the chapel and its dome We had no reason to believe the nuns would lie But if Heaven's what I felt upstairs in Madame Rosemonde's home Well then, Sophie, I am not afraid to die But there's this man, you see Monsieur Gercourt's his name And he's expecting a young wife who is intact How enraged he'll be When he learns of Valmont's game For now he will not be the first, and that's a fact And if that were not enough Love and music stole my heart When my tutor, Danceny, made my harp sing But our future's looking rough And our young love may come apart Since Valmont exposed my harp and plucked the string As my corset he unlaced I pleaded "Heaven calls the chaste" I begged "Don't spoil me, sir, before you I do kneel" But then spoil me, he did So now I say "Heaven forbid him" And I still think I'm in Heaven, signed your loyal friend Cecile"