[RACH]
Every Sunday
I get lilacs in the mail
No matter where I am
Moscow, Dresden, or New York...
White lilacs
Even in winter
When the trees are frozen and bare
Impossibly they come
Lilacs at my door
How can I live up to this?
Sometimes I'm a good man
And sometimes I am not
[NATALYA, spoken]
A lover, Serge?
[RACH, spoken]
No, no, Natalya. Not a lover. Just a lady who likes lilacs I guess.
[NATALYA, spoken]
And who likes you.
[RACH, spoken]
She doesn't even know me-
Every Sunday
I get lilacs in the mail
No matter where I am
Moscow, Dresden, or New York...
White lilacs
Even in winter
When the trees are frozen and bare
Impossibly they come
Lilacs at my door
How can I live up to this?
Sometimes I'm a good man
And sometimes I am not
[NATALYA, spoken]
A lover, Serge?
[RACH, spoken]
No, no, Natalya. Not a lover. Just a lady who likes lilacs I guess.
[NATALYA, spoken]
And who likes you.
[RACH, spoken]
She doesn't even know me-
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