The glittering sheet of light . . .
Oh, so bright
They pay attention, watching from above
They are more graceful than a dove
The glittering sheet of light . . .
What are they, indeed?
Of course, they are the stars,
who are spread across the sky
My, oh, my
Have you seen them dart?
They are like fairies in the night,
protruding lots of light
They are burning, falling, shooting stars
Always busy, they are
Kind and swift, intelligent and gifted
Have you seen those silver stars?
