A voice has just
Echoed here into my heart
My heart is already wounded

And it was Lindoro who shot.
Yes, Lindoro will be mine
I've swore it, I'll win.

The tutor will refuse,
I'll sharpen my mind
Finally he'll accept,

And happy I'll rest.
Yes, Lindoro will be mine
I've swore it, I'll win.

I'm gentle, respectful
I'm obedient, sweet, loving
I let be ruled, I let be guided

But if they touch where my weak spot is
I'll be a viper and a hundred traps
Before giving up I'll make them fall