Gleb:
My father shook his head told me not to ask
My mother said he died of shame

Anastasia:
In me you see them, look at their faces in mine,
Hear their screams, imagine their terror, see their blood!

Gleb:
But I believe he did a proud and vital task
And in my father's name...

Anastasia:
Do it and I will be with my parents and my brother
And sisters in that cellar in Ekaterinburg all over again

Gleb:
The children, their voices. A man makes painful choices
He does what's necessary, Anya!
For Russia, my beauty. What choice but simple duty?
We have the past to bury, Anya!

Ensemble:
The Neva flows, a new wind blows

Gleb and ensemble:
And soon it will be spring. The leaves unfold, the Tsar lies cold!

Gleb:
Be careful what a dream may bring. A revolution is a simple thing!