The song a robin sings, Through years of endless springs, The murmur of a brook at evening tides. That ripples through 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 this earth to me. That great symphonic theme, That's stella by starlight, And not a dream, My heart and I agree, She's everything on this earth to me.