The song a robin sings,

Through years of endless springs,

The murmur of a brook at evening tide.

That ripples by a nook where two lovers hide.



That great symphonic theme,

That's Stella by starlight,

And not a dream,

My heart and I agree,

She's everything on Earth to me.



The murmur of a brook at evening tide.

That ripples by a nook where two lovers hide.



That great symphonic theme,

That's Stella by starlight,

And not a dream,

My heart and I agree,

She's everything on Earth to me.