Rolfe: Well, let's see. I could come here by mistake. With a telegram for Colonel Schneider. He's here from Berlin staying with the... No one is supposed to know he's here. Don't tell your father, now.

　　Liesl: Why not?

　　Rolfe: Well, your father is so... so Austrian.

　　Liesl: We're all Austrian.

　　Rolfe: Well, some people think we ought to be German. And they're very mad at those who don't think so. They're getting ready to.... Well, let's hope your father doesn't get into trouble.

　　Liesl: Don't worry about father. He's a big naval hero. He was even decorated by the Emperor.

　　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.