Senorita, I Wait For You
Waiting for a lonely drop of dew
Eagerly I watch the fringe of the sky
It promised to meet me once
Blissfully perched on the wings of a dragonfly.
Yet I try hard to get its cool warmth
Under the crimson glow of the setting sun
The day has passed, twelve hours and its path
Through all the groves and bushes and mystic turns
I wait for you, Senorita, with eternity destined
The dewdrop withers away, the sea of tears all mine
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