Mother, look, they brighten;
Are they angels’ eyes?”
“No, my child, the luster
Of the stars is given,
Like the hues of flowers,
By the God of heaven.”
“Mother, if I study,
Sure he’ll make me know
Why the stars he kindled
O’er our earth to glow.”
Mother, look, they brighten;
Are they angels’ eyes?”
“No, my child, the luster
Of the stars is given,
Like the hues of flowers,
By the God of heaven.”
“Mother, if I study,
Sure he’ll make me know
Why the stars he kindled
O’er our earth to glow.”