[ANGELA]
I am happy here
Why then must I go?
Life is very queer
I am happy here
Fate comes from the rear
Floors me with a blow
I am happy here
Why then must I go?

[ANGELA, EMILIA, CELLINI]
She is happy here Every moment will be gloomy
I am happy here
Why then must she go? Once my Angela is gone
Why then must I go?
Life is very queer What is this they're doing to me?
Life is very queer
She is happy here How am I to carry on?
I am happy here
Fate comеs from the rear Body, heart and soul I own hеr
Fate comes from the rear
Floors her with a blow But the Duke I must obey
Floors me with a blow
She is happy here Heaven, heaven I have shown her
I am happy here
Why then must she go? Yet they're taking her away
Why then must I go?
[EMILIA & ENSEMBLE, DUKE, CELLINI, ANGELA]
She is happy here You will be happy there, my child
Every moment will be gloomy I was so
Why then must she go? By all the pleasures there beguiled
Once my Angela is gone Happy here
Life is very queer You'll know an evening of romance
What is this they're doing to me? Why must I
She is happy here The tarantella we shall dance
How am I to carry on? Go?
Fate comes from the rear You will be happy there, my pet
Body, heart and soul I own her I was so
Floors her with a blow You'll meet a most Bohemian set
But the Duke I must obey Happy here
She is happy here Why the waiting, hesitating?
Heaven, heaven I have shown her
Why then must she go? I'm impatient, so let's go!
Yet they're taking her away

[ANGELA]
I was so happy here
Then why must I go?

[ENSEMBLE]
Make way for the noblest of nobility!
Make way or suffer his rebuke
[OTTAVIANO]
But my Lord, you forget about Cellini. 

[DUKE]
Of course, of course
Cellini, I command you to not leave Florence
In fact, you do not leave this house until final judgment is rendered

[CELLINI]
You are very good, my Lord

[DUKE]
Not at all
I shall probably hang you yet
(spoken)
Come along, my children. 

[ENSEMBLE, spoken]
Make way for the noblest of nobility!
Make way or suffer his rebuke
Bow low to show humility
Bow, you peasants, in the presence of the Duke
Sing his praises to the skies
Alessandro the Wise!

[ANGELA]
I was happy here
[ENSEMBLE]
Alessandro the Wise!

[NARRATOR, spoken]
Cellini will now try a plan
Of posing as a soldierman
So with his man Ascanio
He'll slip straight to the palace and go
To rescue Angela from the clutches
Of the Duke. But where's the Duchess?
Well, at this crucial juncture
Cellini's plan receives a puncture