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.