[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 that?
Sometimes i'm a good man
And sometimes i am not
[Natalya (bringing in more lilacs)] A lover, serge?
[Rach] No, no, Natalya
Not a lover
Just a lady who likes lilacs i guess
[Natalya] and who likes you
[Rach]she doesn't even know me
[Natalya] She admires you from afar
You music must have done something to her
[Rach] Maybe she's my secret muse
And she's letting it build up inside me
Maybe each lilac is just one part of a puzzle
And they all fit together
Thousands of lilacs
In a grand cathedral
Where the sun comes in through the flowers
But i need them all
Every last one
Only when they're all together
when they're finally all together
all the lilacs will come to life
they'll spring up and dance a rhumba
dance on my chest
and then they'll race to an open field
and they'll climb over each other
and they'll build this great thing
[Natalya] or maybe the lilacs are poisoning you
maybe the lilacs are blocking you
maybe she's an anti-muse
[Rach] maybe so
[Natalya] have you been to see Dahl yet?
The hypnotherapist?
[Rach] Yes
I mean, i'm going to
I mean, i think i already have
[Natalya] You should go
Get out of the house
I have students today
But be back by five, the priest is coming by, to help us get an audience with the tsar
[Rach] priest?
[Natalya] i told you this
[Rach] Yes, yes of course!
[Natalya] You do still want to get married, cousin?
[Rach] Cousin yes i do