Brilliant, brilliant small star,

Bright, bright little star,

Sparkle, sparkle starlight,

What troubles me about that!

How I believe it is that!

What prepared me for that!

For anything higher than the world,

Up above the tanned world,

For all the world that are,

How can diamonds be in the sky.

Like skies filled with diamonds.

Like a diamond sky is how.

Then you move among the light,

Then you mirror all the little lights,

Then you must be a little light,

When he has nothing left to be,

When he has brilliant nothings above,

When no twinkling he has above,

You give thanks for small sparks;

Thank you for the small highlights;

You thank us for the little things;

In the midnight sky...

In the blackish blue sky...

In the blue maroon sky...

In order for your eye to close...

In order that you may never close your eye...

In order that the eye never will close...

Though I wonder why,

Though I don't know why,

Though you don't know what it is,