There is no Dulcinea
But there is a Catteleya
I'm a geeky former teacher
And once a basketball player
Moonlight in my hand
And moonlight in my eyes
Maybe nothing there at all
Maybe aliens in the skies
Golden helmet of Mombrino
A little like bread and wine
I'm going to need the prayers
When I go down as designed
I took two years of Latin
I hope the Church will treat me kind