Who makes the robin sing? My love, my love Who brings the joy to Spring? Who else, but you, my love Who makes my poor heart cry? My love, my love Whose eyes are stars on high? None else, but yours, my love As sweet as morning mist Are the lips that Heaven kissed And as endless as the sea Is the love that you give to me So what have I to give? My love, my love As long as I shall live You'll always be my love