My 100,000th Dream

My hundred thousandth dream, I bumped into my Sita.
Silent for a while, we searched our eyes,
then we smiled and like old times,
I took her shoulder as we drove from El Torito.
I said never again we'll slave our whole lives away!

As pretty as the rainbow, Sita! Sita!
Did I ever live another life?
As precious as a summer, Sita! Sita!
Did I ever live another life?
And were you mine?

My hundred thousandth dream, I kissed my senorita,
on the pampas where the gopis played,
and the seasons glide away.
I can't remember how or when my heart was Sita's.
We were young, so sure of life, never knowing time unkind!

I spent a lifetime waiting, Sita! Sita!
Did I ever live another life?
We blow the wind in whistles, Sita! Sita!
Did I ever live another life?
When you were mine?

My hundred thousandth dream, on the cliffs of El Cerrito,
she says now it's dark and getting late,
but we'll always have today.
Why does my last thought in this world belong to Sita?
Now the light spills warm and bright... gently fills these eyes...

She'll always come to take me, Sita! Sita!
Will I ever live another life?
Real or imaginary, Sita! Sita!
Will I ever live another life?
When you'll be mine?

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