Rolfe: I know. I don't worry about him. But I do worry about his daughter.

　　Liesl: Me? Why?

　　Rolfe: Well, you're so...

　　Liesl: What?

　　Rolfe: Well, you're such a baby!

　　Liesl: I'm sixteen, what's such a baby about that?

　　Rolfe (singing): You wait, little girl, on an empty stage, for fate to turn the light on.

　　Your life. Little girl, is an empty page,

　　That men will want to write on.

　　Liesl (singing): To write on?

　　Rolfe (singing): You are sixteen, going on seventeen.

　　Baby, it's time to think,

　　Better beware, be canny and careful.

　　Baby, you're on the brink.

　　You are sixteen, going on seventeen.

　　Fellows will fall in line.

　　Eager young lads and Ruez and Kaz will offer you food and wine.

　　Totally unprepared are you, to face a world of men.

　　Timid and shy and scared are you,

　　Things beyond your kin.

　　You need someone older and wiser,

　　Telling you what to do.

　　I am seventeen, going on eighteen.

　　I'll take care of you!

　　(It begins to rain, Liesl and Rolfe run into a pavilion for shelter.)

　　Liesl (singing): I am sixteen, going on seventeen.

　　I know that I'm naive.

　　Fellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet,

　　And willingly I believe,

　　I am sixteen, going on seventeen.

　　Innocent as a rose.

　　Bachelor of dandy's, drinkers of brandy's.

　　What do I know of those?

　　Totally unprepared am I,

　　To face a world of men.

　　Timid and shy and scared am I,

　　Of things beyond my kin.

　　I need someone older and wiser,

　　Telling me what to do.

　　You are seventeen, going on eighteen.

　　I'll depend on you.

　　(门外，罗尔夫敲门。)?????????