I have dreamed thee too long,
never seen thee or touched thee,
but known the with all of my heart.
Half a pray'r, half a song,
Thou hast always been with me,
tho we have been always apart.
Dulcinea! Dulcinea!
I see heaven when I see thee, Dulcinea!
And thy name is like a pray'r,
an angel whispers, Dulcinea! Dulcinea!
If I reach out too 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!
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