Napoleon by Timothy Williams and Andrew Sabiston - Dialogue and Script

A c t . I  It is 1796. At a decadent high society party in post-revolutionary France. Madame Guillotine is mocked for the amusement of the surviving  aristocracy.  The Victim's Ball  Chorus: If you should number among the elite Sentenced to die by the mob in the street Now you need not be concerned in the least The Terror is over! We've all been released! A few years ago life was free Life was fun I wasn't bothering anyone Then came that damned Revolution in which They jailed and assailed us  Because we're the rich I lost a brother I lost a son I lost an uncle, my favourite one. Friends and acquaintainces all guillotined! We almost went with them Thank God fate intervened! Join in the party and bid you farewell To that sharp-minded woman we've come to know well Those with you necks Pay your final respects Say good-bye to our queen It's the last she'll be seen Say 'au revoir' to Madame Guillotine! Enter the Directors Here's the new government, rescued us all Our gracious Directors, the hosts of the ball Though they're corrupt they've got all of our votes At least they're not peasants With eyes on our throats! Come to the Victim's Ball, bid your farewell To the meanest misfortune that ever befell She'd leave you stung With one lash of her tongue Madame's razor-sharp wit Never dulled, never quit Now, shout your 'hurrah', it's the last she'll be seen! Say 'au revoir' to Madame Guillotine! Citizeness ThР№rРёse Tallien you are accused of having too much money. How do you plead? ThР№rРёse: Guilty! Guilty! Gloriously guilty! Napoleon angrily walks away from the Directors having rejected his latest posting. Barras: Now, General Bonaparte, Let's talk this through Ducos: How can you refuse What we're offering you? Napoleon: You know the command of the army reserve Is not the promotion I clearly deserve The Austrian army is right at our door Show me some trust and I'll win you the war Napoleon notices Josephine. Napoleon: Lucien who is she? Lucien: Such beauty and elegance Napoleon Who can she be? ThР№rРёse: Rose, look there, I think you've been noticed Josephine: ThР№rРёse, he's a boy ThР№rРёse: A boy with his prospects Is just what you need He's moving towards us Think of your debts Josephine: He's gaining potential the closer he gets. Napoleon: Dance with me, madame, Do me the honour Josephine: The honour is mine They dance. Napoleon's lack of sophistication becomes apparent. Napoleon: Madame, forgive my wretched dancing Josephine:  You're forgiven Napoleon: How should I address you? Josephine: My name is Rose Napoleon:  Just Rose? Josephine: Marie-JosРёphe-Rose... Tascher.. de Beauharnais Napoleon: Josephine I think that suits you better -- Josephine Josephine: A gentleman would be a bit less forward Napoleon: Should I tell you your beauty in enchanting? Shall I say that I am spellbound by your charms? Oh, I could try to play the patient lover But all I want to do is take you in my arms Josephine: On first encounters, One ought to keep one's distance Napoleon: Josephine, I hope we meet again The Directors approach Napoleon. Barras: General, perhaps you were right after all The offer we made was insultingly small Moulins: We're pleased to give you the promotion you seek Ducos: You have it! Barras: It's yours! Moulins:  You depart in a week Barras: Go beat the Austrians Moulins: Every success! Ducos: (aside) If he should die we'll have one headache less! All: Well done, young Bonaparte This is a coup! We always believed That you had it in you My noble Directors I hope for your sake In trusting this man You've not made a mistake! Now one last time bid a rousing farewell To that lady of ladies The Mistress of Hell No barber could shave you so close But God save you Her methods were mean And her blade wasn't clean And the price that you paid for a shave was obscene So say 'au revoir' to Madame Guillotine! Say 'au revoir' to Madame Guillotine! [Top] The guests leave. Talleyrand, FouchР№ and Garrau remain. A Cut-Throat Game Talleyrand: Monsieur FouchР№, Monsiur Garrau, Join me for a drink Something in young Bonaparte Really makes me think -  I've had a premonition Strange as it may sound My flawless intuition Tells me we have found A man we ought to watch Ambitious, unafraid A man who's going far In politics one needs to hitch  One's wagon to a star FouchР№: A toast to Minister Talleyrand! Survival is his aim Garrau: A man from whom 'Duplicity' Could be a middle name Talleyrand: Allegiance to a governmenet Doesn't mean a thing I'd be pleased with revolutionaries Delighted with a King: One has to be detatched One has to be devoid Of any sentimental ties If on'es to be employed Essentially, eventually All leaders are destroyed A toast to my two deputies My faithful civil servants Good health to men like you and me Who honour strict observance Of all the trick in politics The secrets of the trade FouchР№: Disloyalty Garrau: Dishonesty Talleyrand: One musn't be afraid To use whatever means To spot the winning horse For politicians, foresight Is a paramount resource! I always hedge my bets I always look ahead Why stay on a sinking ship When one can jump instead?  Oh, it's a business with no rules That's the nature of the game Be the leaders, wise or fools To me it's all the same I couldn't care who runs the show The only thing I want to know Is whom to bet upon When those in charge lose their appeal: I think this Bonaparte may some day prove ideal FouchР№ + Garrau: The man knows how to pick them He's a master politician! A glass of cheer to his career A statesman and tactician Talleyrand: A toast to men like me For whom endurance is the aim! Political survival Garrau: Political survival FouchР№: Political survival All: Is a cut-throat game! [Top] It is two weeks later. As Lucien Bonaparte watches his brother prepare to go out, he worries that they will grow apart in France. Napoleon laughingly reassure him and leaves to call on Josephine. The Rest of My Life Napoleon: I know it's late to call But I must speak with you Forgive me, Madame Beauharnais Several timess this week I have approached your door Tonight I could not turn away Josephine: You're right, it's very late You'd best get to the point Napoleon: I leave for my command in seven days I haven't long I'm tortured by the thought that I might lose you  While I'm gone How can I say this  Without it sounding wrong? If I had words to speak my heart If only I knew where to start I know you'd see much more in me Than an ill-mannered man through and through Or a boy unworthy of you I'd find a way with poetry To tell you what you've done to me  I'd write a verses the universe Would recall as the best ever penned By a hopeful lover and friend I wake every day wanting you more and more And I ache in a way  I have never before Was it fate that we met? From the first glance I knew That I'd want to share The rest of my life with you. Napoleon: Josephine: (I'd find a way I couldn't ever love him with poetry Imagine him and me to tell you what Two more different people you've done to me There couldn't be I'd write a verse And though his honesty the universe has to be admired would recall His sweet naivetР№ as the best leaves much to be desired ever penned He's so young by a hopeful I ought to be as honest here lover and friend) as he. And yet, he'd be A way for me At least to find Imagine Security A future, a life Imagine life Without a care Without a care You could see I could see Your troubles Troubles come Come to an end To an end If you were If I were My lover and friend His lover and friend Josephine: Every word you impart is as soft as a kiss Napoleon: It's absurd, but my heart never once felt like this Josephine:  Was it fate that we met? Napoleon: From the first glance I knew That I'd want to share Josephine: Could I share Both:  The rest of my life With you With you? The rest of my life With you With you? Josephine: You leave so soon Napoleon: Then marry me Josephine: Stay the night... and we'll see. A week later, the army is departing. Napoleon says a  tender goodbye to his new wife. Napoleon: Your faintest whisper wakens me Your softest touch brings me to life  And when I feel your beating heart I know I am alive [Top] The Road to Austria Captain: (shouted) Fall in! Army: For Freedom For Justice Our children Our future  For Freedom For Justice Our children Our future  Various soldiers during the march: Two full days of marching I've not even broken a sweat Surely, little girlie It's too early for a blister yet Is that the new commander? Heaven save us, he's a boy! Watching him make a botch-up Is a sight I will enjoy Three days of marching My boots are wearing through Eight leagues already today By sunset we'll have marched twenty-two! This crate is full of wine! Look, I don't believe it, Neufchatel! The officerss have it easy But for you and me war is hell Napoleon: Captain, I recognize him What's the soldier's name? Do you know? Captain: Sir, that's Sergeant Anton Napoleon: Served with me three years ago Sergeant Anton We've met before Three years ago  In the thick of the war The Battle of Toulon You distinguished yourself You fought as a hero I saw it myself Exit Napoleon Anton: That's amazing To think that he'd remember me One of a thousand How cann it be? Soldiers: Five days of marching There's not a part of me that doesn't ache Lord, please have mercy on us  This pace is too hard to take Army: Eight days of marching Eight days on little to eat Soldiers: The general's leading us towards defeat The battle's already a loss  No matter how ready we are The Austrians out-number us by far Army: Nine full days of marching towards the mountains What happens now? Soldiers: We have to get around them But I don't see how General Bonaparte you must be mad To cross the Alps is insane Why risk the army? Bonaparte: The advantage is plain: The Austrians won't expect us If we come through this way If Hannibal did it years ago We can do it today Soldiers: Have you heard the orders? We're all going to die We can't cross the Alps It's senseless to try There's no route through the mountains Just a mule-track four foot wide Army: It's madness to send an army  Along a storm-swept mountain side Anton: If Bonaparte says we can do it We'll get through it You will see A journey with the general  Always leads to victory! Against the odds, Napoleon and his men accomplish what  seemed impossible -- crossing the Alps on foot, dragging heavy artillery. Army: Twelve days of exhaustion How's a battle to be won? Now the night before the battle Has finally come... [Top] Napoleon, wandering amongst the weary and dispirited men, sees Anton who as isolated himself from the rest. The Dream Within Napoleon: Beneath this veneeer of courage Under this brave charade I am just the same as you are  Restless and afraid I share the same existence Governed by mortal fear Even though I fight against it Death is always near I am not so different Tonight, just like you all I must face that question The most human one of all: Is tomorrow's battle The one in which I'll fall We have a dream within us A will to improve our lot In your heart you are a General Don't believe you're not Look at the world we live in Men such as we can rise Though we are of humble background We can reach the skies Anton: Those we face tomorrow Would take away that chance Napoleon: They'd rob you of ambition Anton: They would not let me advance Tomorrow, when I fight them I don't just fight for France Napoloen: Anton: Turn to the dream within you I needn't be afraid Allow it to lead the way I know that I believe No matter how they challenge us The dream They can't take it away They can't take it away Though we may be out-numbered Anything can be We are a mighty throng And men like you and I The cause for which we fight Can be Makes us a thousand armies strong A thousand armies strong Every man is equal Every man is equal Every man stands tall Every man stands tall Our dreams and our ambitions Our dreams Have now become our call Have now become our call In tomorrow's battle In tomorrow's battle We will make a difference We will make a difference I will make a difference Even if I fall Even if I fall The battle begins Soldiers: Napoleon + Anton: Trust in the dream within you We needn't be afraid Allow it to lead the way  As long as we believe the dream No matter how they challenge us They can't take it away They can't take it away Though we may be outnumbered Anything can be We are a mighty throng And men like you and I The cause for which we fight can be Makes us All: A thousand armies strong Napoleon: And so to glory We will go A better future We will know All: Napoleon: Though we may be out numbered We know we will win Onward and we will win We know we will win Following Following All: Following the dream within [Top] The Lover's Song In Napoleon's absense, Josephine has returned to her extravagant lifestyle of lavish parties, expensive clothing... and a lover. Charles is lying on Josephine bed at Malmaison. Charles: All of Paris waits to see The cuckold coming home I wonder if he knows, my dear, That you've not been alone For countless hot impassioned night I've had his wife on loan He clearly thinks that he's the best But he's been so misled He might've won the big command But I've come out ahead Here in his wife's bed It's been a joy to carry on All this time that he's been gone I've savoured every rendez-vous; Each secret moment spent with you But tonight will mean much more Knowing he's next door You can't resist a man like me The danger of me haunts you Come to me my Jezebel Casanova wants you. Bored with his bragging, Josephine throws him his jacket. After he has left, she is restless and discontented, thinking about her husband. Somehow, her jaded attitude toward men doesn't seem to be serving her as well as in the past. Meanwhile, the conditions in France has come to a crisis. Angry crowds call for the overthrow of the of corrupt government which as failed to improve the terrible living conditions in Paris. Rumours of Josephine's infidelity have reached Napoleon and there is a nasty scene between them on his victorios return. Talleyrand comes to Napoleon to tell him that his popularity as "the hero of the people" not only offers him a unique opportunity -- it has also placed him under suspicion. If someone where to accus him of plotting a cout d'etat he would also be arrested. Talleyrand convinces Napoleon that his assistance is essential to Napoleon's success. The plot gains momentum until on the "Eighteenth of Brumaire", the Directors attempt to have Napoleon arrested. Lucien seizes the moment and galvanizes the soldiers and the crowd in Napoleon's favour. Napoleon wins the day.  [Top] Josephine sits alone on the terrace at Malmaison On That First Night Josephine: In the dusk I see That fateful night When you first came to me We shared the dying day You drew me near And in your arms I lay There, in the fading light You warmed the coming night And all of my defences fell away Napoleon appears behind her I need you I cannot live withought you I see now My world would end without you I need you touch Your warm caress Napoleon: Hold me Hold me close forever Josephine: Tell me we'll always be together Napoleon: Each night without you I need you more and more Josephine: I've been afraid to face the truth I've been denying it, Though all along I knew It happened there It happened then On that first night I fell in love with you Napoleon: That night beneath the stars You broke the walls I built around my heart Josephine: There, against my plan Your heated kiss Began to take command Both: You breathed your fire into me It slowly took control A burning passion now consumes my soul And now I know The flames inside Will never die I need you I cannot live without you I see now My world would end without you I need your touch Your warm caress Napoleon: Hold me, Hold me close forever Josephine: Tell me we'll always be together Napoleon Each night without you  I need you more and more Both: Believe in me As I believe in you Josephine: Look in my eye and see Both: That every word is true It happened there It happened then On that first night I fell in love with you [Top] Two years later, Napoleon's military success and revolutionary rhetoric have led the establishment of "A Secret Pact". The  advisors to the royal houses of Europe plan to assassinate Napoleon. The scene changes to a vaudeville performance in honour of Napoleon and Josephine. The Tale of Two Sculptors BarriРёre: Here's a tale you may not know It happened not that long ago Behold two sculptors of Par-ee Lamenting what they'd come to be Sculptors: Woe... woe... woe BarriРёre: They had no money -- had no food Their studio was cramped and crude Then one day a man walked in He wasn't French, but Cor-see-kin He placed an order that fine day -- 'I want a statue of myself for my hall-way' Sculptor 1: A wretched statue of a scrawny little general  Sculptor 2: It's the only way these days to pay our debts Sculptor 1: It used to be that sculptors were respected artists Sculptor 2: Now this demeaning work is all one gets! Sculptor 1: All the great masters had it very easy They created while their patrons kept them fed Sculptor 2: Not so long ago that fellow Michelangelo Made his 'David' the way he pleased Sculptor 1: Now he's lucky to be dead Both: He'd have to carve this kind of *** instead BarriРёe: But then he kept on coming in With every battle, every win And soon our little sculptor friends Were doing more than meeting ends Sculptor 2: This General is really good for business! Sculptor 1: I've undergone a sudden change of heart! Sculptor 2: Today he placed an order for a hundred statues Sculptor 1: I could learn nto call this rubbish 'art' Both: It's a matter of basic economics A simple question of supply and demand We'll continue to supply 'em  For as long as he will buy 'em Sculptor 1: It's not the Venus di Milo Sculptor 2: But who cares when there's a pile-o' Orders in your hand Sculptor 1: We just chip 'em And ship 'em on command! BarriРёe: So what's the moral of this tale? Listen, it's of some avail: Never underestimate A person who believes he's great -- Short or tall Fat or thin Those of foreign origin Looks of classic beauty, Or a face that makes you wince, Sculptors: These fine days a common pauper Can become a prince! BarriРёe: He's a prince! All: The man's a prince! [Top] The evening's entertainment is drawing to a close with a tribute to Napoleon, when there is an assassination attempt. Napoleon  escapes with his life, but one of the 'sculptors' is killed. In the aftermath of the attempt, Talleyrand convinces Napoleon that he must take the crown for the good of the nation. Only the establishment of a dynasty can protect him. Over Lucien's horrified objections,  Napoleon agrees. Lucien is arrested and thrown into prison. The Calm Before the Storm Lucien: A blood-red sun Hangs in a lifeless sky It has begun  Those in the way will die Does no one see?  Does no one know? This is the calm before the storm Soon the clouds Will choke the light Change the day Into an endless night And the wind will drive the rain There'll be no shelter, No escape I remember when both of us were young You were everything to me There's been a change in you, And now the brother that I knew Somehow is not the man I see What force has claimed you?  What spirit guides you? What is this devil That has taken you from me? In the distance There is thunder Will no one hear My desperate warning? This is the calm This is the calm before the storm. Talleyrand tells Lucien he has been exiled from France. [Top] Napoleon is alone in the foreground, kneeling in the Chapel of Notre Dame. The choir sings the service at his coronation. Timor Mortis Choir: Timor mortis conturbat me quia in inferno nulla est redemptio Timor mortis conturbat me Miserere mei, Deus Miserere mei, Deus et salva me!  et salva me! Kyrie eleison Kyrie eleison Kyrie eleison  et salva me!  et salva me! et salva me!  et salva me! (The fear of death troubles me -- for in hell there is no redemption) [Top] The gates behind Napoleon open and the candlelit interior is revealed. The Pope moves to place the crown on Napoleon's head. The instant before  it touches his head, the action freezes. Sweet Victory Divine Napoleon: I see the world spin away beneath me As if I'm bourne up high into the air Raised beyond the reach of failure At last, I am delivered there Unto my goddess Unto my protector's care There is a voice That I alone can hear A siren's love song Ethreal and clear Though there is danger Her beauty leads me on She bids me closer And fearlessly I'm drawn I'm in her power She's claimed my soul Over my destiny  She has control Amid the flames of war I have seen her face The smoke of battle Is her embrace The more I want her The stronger she becomes By my own hand  Her will is done When legions clash When cannons roar When Hell unleashes Its deadly storm She comes at least to me! Sweet Victory divine Tell me you are mine None is more willing To fulfill your grand design Your burning touch Commands my heart If you demanded it I'd tear the world apart I know that I  Can't leave your fire Now that I've kissed the very flames of true desire Draw me closer Hold me for all time Sweet Victory  Be mine! The action around Napoleon resumes. He grabs the crown from the Pope and crowns himself. - - - Curtain - - - [Top] A c t . I I  Napoleon's dynastic ambitions require an heir. As Josephine is unable to bear him a child, Napoleon's advisors counsel him to  divorce her and marry an Austrian princess. His ambition overrules his heart -- Josephine stands between Napoleon and his destiny. He Divorces her. Walls of Stone Josephine: No one And I mean no one Gets the satisfaction of destroying me  Starting From this moment I'll shut the world out and I'll throw away the key Walls of stone will rise around my heart I'll take refuge in a life apart Somewhere I can call my own I'll build a fortress where I'll live alone Look what happens when you let them in  When you don't heed your own advice See the eangre and the pain it brings It's a mistake I won't make twice Watch me Just you watch me I need no one now,  I'll shut myself away Hiding From the sorrow I won't care what people dare to think or say I've been open And I've found that it's no use Let them pity me the poor recluse Living behind my walls of stone Within that fortress I'll be safe alone [Top] Some time later, Napoleon has gathered his advisors and generals The Last Crusade Napoleon:  Dear old friends, I bid you welcome The reason I've recalled you all will soon be clear Though you don't know it You've been chosen to assist me By the hand of a power Divine You are more than my advisors You're soon to be the founders of a new frontier I've waited years And now, my friends At last it's time It's time you knew my Grand Design! Russia just broke a treaty! And so the choice to go to war has now been made But Russia is just the start For something bigger will begin once we invade: Russia's the key The gateway to the world! The land from where I'll launch the last crusade! Imagine a quest to build an Eden for mankind A vast eternal Paradise; The Human Spirit unconfined! Our banner shall advance As the light of France Illuminates the dark oppresive night Unto the world we shall bring the light Russia India Persia Asia Arabia  Egypt Algeria The Sudan Tunisia The East Indies The West Indies The Orient The Americas! Behold my Grand Design Human destiny The enlightenment of man depends on me History will call this my greatest victory Radet: (aside) History, i doubt, will be that kind Napoleon: What's that Radet? What did you say? Speak your mind Radet: Some may take a different view I fear that history may well be *** you Napoleon: Ah, Radet, what do you think they'll say? Speak up... Anyone! -- What do you think they'll say? Will they call me a tyrant? Was I an opprerssor?  No doubt that some will choose to see me in this light? Was I dictator? Or was I a despot? Were all my motives in the wrong and not the right? I rewrote the laws of France So everyone would have the chance To rise above their station I brought emancipation Equality for all! That's not oppression. Will they say I loved battle? Was war an obsession? I'm sure that some will say that's where my folly lay I'd say to them clearly I'd answer them plainly That in the age I lived there was no other way To achieve the Revolution There was only one solution We shed our blood for liberty It was the cost of being free To use the means at hand Is not obsession! Ah... But what of ambition? My blinding ambition There was no one else in history with more I freely admit it I cannot deny it But I would ask them, 'What was my ambition for?' Every critic would have to confess It wasn't all for selfishness I fought to see the birth Of an Elysium on earth: A Kingdom of Reason Where man could be his best! Yes -- I had ambition. So let them criticize me Condemn me and despise me Their words cannot erase the good I've done I've served the human race far more than any one! [Top] Joesphine is alone at Malmaison, tending her beloved roses. ThР№rРёse enters but is refused admittance by the maid who informs her that Josephine wishes to see no one. ThР№rРёse refuses to accept this and comes over to see Josephine The Friend You Were To Me ThР№rРёse: Is this all an act? Just some point of pride? Or have you decided To keep me shut outside? I've heard that things are bad -- Rumours, second-hand You won't let me close to you I don't understand You're trying hard to tell me You're coping on your own But there are sometimes troubles We cannot face alone I just want you to know If you wished it so I would gladly be The friend you were to me You were always there You were always strong Ready with the answers  No matter what went wrong When we were both afraid You knew what to say Always chose the perfect words That drove my fear away You could make it easy By simply being you Knowing you would listen That's what saw me through Keep silent if you must We'll leave it undiscussed But I would gladly be The friend you were to me I only want to be The friend you were to me Josephine: There are sometime troubles We cannot face alone... ThР№rРёse Josephine: I just want you to know I can't cope on my own If you wished it so Please don't let me go I would gladly be I won't forget The friend you were to me The friend you were to me I only want to be The friend you were to me [Top] In Napoleon's absense, Tallyrand, FouchР№ and Garrau conduct affairs of state, dismissing terrible reports from the Russian campaign. Meanwhile, in the ruins of a church in Russia, a group of starving French soldiers who have been separated from the rest of the army have  found shelter form the freezing cold, for the night. Haunted by a dying man's horrific memories of the campaign, Anton is the lsat to drift off,  joining the men in their final sleep as they dream of the women they left behind to await their return. Waiting and Hoping Clarise: He's getting close I can feel it I know that he'll arrive He'll be along He'll be smiling People like him survive I'm telling myself 'Don't you worry Somewhere out there he's alive' Waiting and hoping Somehow I'm coping Seeing his face in my mind No sense in grieving Firmly believing He'd never leave me behind Some won't come home I know Some girls will have to make due Mine will be back Yes, I'm sure, He'll be one of those lucky few Everyday praying  Never once saying I might have to face life alone No use in crying Firmly denying That he may never come home Women: Waiting and hoping Everyday coping Seeing his face in my mind No sense in grieving  Firmly believing He'd never leave me He'd never leave me He'd never leave me behind Clarise: He has a daughter He has a family He knows he has to take care of himself Somehow he'll make it Somehow he'll have to He wouldn't want me to fend for myself Women:  No use in crying Firmly denying They may never They may never They may never come home Clarise: Firmly denying He may never come home They may never come home [Top] With the failure of the Russian campaign, Napoleon's fortunes continue to decline until he is forced to abdicate. He accuses Talleyrand of betrayal, but the archpolitician is unabashed. Napoleon is exiled to Elba. Lucien  returns from exile to visit Josphine at Malmaison. He finds her at death's door. Napoleon escapes from Elba. On hearing news, Talleyrand packs his bags. The crowd is once again galvanized by Napoleon. Napoleon's Return Victory! Once again the trumpet call Calling out to one and all The day is won, The day is won! Victory! Everyone come raise the cry Let the banners claim the sky The day is won Long live Napoleon!  [Top] Lucien tells Napoleon of Josephine's death. There is no time to mourn. We hear the sounds of soldiers marching to the battlefield. Women gather on a hilltop. The fighting begins; wounded are carried off the field. Napoleon is strangely inactive, paralysed by his sense of loss. The battle is lost. Finale All the women except one have left the hilltop. Napoleon: Your fainest whisper wakens me Your softest touch brings me to life And when I feel your beating heart I know I am alive The women turns. It is Josephine. Both: Your fainest whisper wakens me Your softest touch brings me to life And when I feel your beating heart I know I am alive We would just destroy ourselves If our worlds were kept apart Napoleon: Josephine: I've torn our world apart I need you I cannot live without you Josephine forgive me I've always loved you How could I have harmed you? I need you I cannot live without you You cannot stay with me Hold me Hold me close forever You don't belong here Your spirit must be free I need you No matter how I love you I want you We cannot be together Go now to Heaven And leave me to this Hell Just let me hold you Joephine you know Before you make me go Both: I'll always love Though you'll be far from me Forever yours Now go from me! Your soul is free Josephine walks into the mist of the battlefield below. Napoleon is alone. Napoleon: I see the earth rise up to meet me I am falling helpless to ground The rocks below reach up to greet me In my ear the wind makes such a sound I fall, like Icarus in failure How far away That fateful day The Corsican was crowned... - - - Curtain - - -