Tekst
There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple too
And up in the nursery
An absurd little bird is popping out to say, "Cuckoo"
(Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo)
Regretfully they tell us
(Cuckoo)
But firmly they compel us to say, "Good night" to you
(Cuckoo, cuckoo)
So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, good night
(I hate to go and leave this pretty sight)
So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, adieu
(Adieu, adieu to you and you and you)
So long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen
(I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne)
So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, good bye
(I leave and heave a sigh and say, "Goodbye, goodbye")
I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie
I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly
The sun has gone to bed and so must I
So long farewell, auf wiedersehen, good bye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
