Miss umbrella, who you are:
A mystery beneath a star.
Oh, your silhouette shines bright,
Like a shadow out of sight.

Miss umbrella, how you hold
Your umbrella, oh so bold.
You are faithful in the rain.
You keep courage in all pain.

Miss umbrella, why so shy?
Your beauty glows beneath the sky.
And while you waltz as raindrops fall,
I hear your voice’s lovely call,

“Oh, my darling, hear me true.
I will truly wait for you.
This umbrella shelters two.
This umbrella welcomes you.”