Sigh no more, sigh no more
Great clouds of sorrow fill the sky no more
Cloy no more, die no more
Those little deaths at parting
New life and new love are starting
Sing again, sing again
The Winter's over and it's Spring again
Joy is your troubadour
Sweet and beguiling ladies, sigh no more
Sigh no more
Sweet and beguiling ladies, sigh no more

Poor mournful ladies are you weeping for a dream once dreamed?
Are you still listening for some remembered theme that seemed
To promise happiness and love and gentle years
Devoid of fears
Sweet music parts again
Lift up your hearts again
And dry, and dry those tears

Sigh no more, sigh no more
Great clouds of sorrow fill the sky no more
Cloy no more, die no more
Those little deaths at parting
New life and new love are starting
Sing again, sing again
The Winter's over and it's Spring again
Joy is your troubadour
Sweet and beguiling ladies, sigh no more
Sigh no more
Sweet and beguiling ladies—sigh—no—more