Dulcinea (From ”Man of La Mancha”)
I have dreamed thee too long
Never seen thee or touched thee
But known thee with all of my heart
Half a prayer, half a song
Thou hast always been with me
Though we have been always apart
Dulcinea... Dulcinea...
I see heaven when I see thee, Dulcinea
And thy name is like a prayer
An angel whispers... Dulcinea... Dulcinea!
If I reach out to thee
Do not tremble and shrink
From the touch of my hand on thy hair
Let my fingers but see
Thou art warm and alive
And no phantom to fade in the air
Dulcinea... Dulcinea...
I have sought thee, sung thee
Dreamed thee, Dulcinea!
Now I've found thee
And the world shall know thy glory
Dulcinea... Dulcinea!