A Letter From Cecile (SMASH Cast Version) [feat. Megan Hilty]

A Letter From Cecile (SMASH Cast Version) - SMASH Cast/Megan Hilty

"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

Cecile:

Oh oh yes Mama I′m working out a very hard passage

"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"