Rolf:
You wake, 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: To write on...
Rolf:
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 bruees and cads
Will offer you food and wine!
Totally unprepared, are you,
To face a world of men!
Timid and shy and scared, are you,
Of 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!
Liesl:
I am sixteen going on seventeen
I know that I'm naïve.
Fellows I meet
May tell me I'm sweet
And, willingly, I believe!
I am sixteen going on seventeen
Innocent as a rose.
Bacheledandies, drinkers of brandies,
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!