(lyrics from Rogers & Hammerstein)

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 ubsurd little bird
Is popping out to say cook-coo cook-coo, cook-coo
Regretfully they tell us cook-coo
But firmly they compell us cook-coo
To say goodbye cook-coo...
To you...

So long farewell, auf weidersehen good-bye
[Marta]
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight

So long farewell, auf weidersehen adieu
[Freidrich]
Adieu, adieu, to you and you and you

So long farewell, au revior auf weidersehen
[Liesl]
I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne
Yes?
[Captain]
No

So long farewell, auf weidersehen goodnight
[Kurt]
I leave and heave a sigh and say good bye - goodbyyyyyyeeeee!

[Brigitta]
I'm glad... to go.... I cannot tell a lie
[Louisa]
I fleet, I float, I fleetly flee I fly...

[Gretl]
The sun... has gone... to bed and so must I...

So long...farewell...auf weidersehen goodbye...
Goodbye...
Goodbye....
Goodbye....
[Guests]
Goodbye...