First Letter

Clara
Clara
I cried
I cried

Imagine that, a soldier who cries

I had to hide my eyes, so the others on the train
That carried me away from you would think I was asleep

Music?
That's Signora Fosca playing
My cousin
She is in such poor health
It's a continual worry
She stays in her room most days, reading
I can't find enough books for her

I also love to read
I've brought a few of my favorite ones
I'd be most happy to lend them to Signora Fosca
Although I can't promise they will appeal to her

Captain, my cousin's been given to reading military handbooks
I've no doubt she will welcome anything in print



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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