Luyện nghe bài hát Don Quixote

Through the woodland, the valley
Comes a horseman and free
Tilting at the windmills
Who can the brave horseman be

He is but he is mellow
He is but he is weak
He is cruel but he is
He is wise but he is

Reaching for his
He takes a book into his hand
like a prophet bold
He across the ocean to the shore
he can shout no more

I have come moor and mountain
the hawk upon the wing
I was a shining knight
Who was the of a king

I have searched the whole world
Looking for a to sleep
I seen the strong survive
And I have seen the grown weak

See the of the earth
Who wake to find the bare
See the gentry in the
Riding off to the air

Reaching for his
He takes a rusty sword his hand
Then up a knightly pose
He across the ocean to the shore
he can shout no more

See the with his key
Who locks all trace of sin
See the judge the bench
Who tries the case as he can

See the and wicked ones
Who feed upon life's fire
See the with his gun
Who be dead to be admired

See the man who tips the
See the man who buys and
See the man who puts the
On the ones who dare not

See the drunkard in the
gold to make ends meet
See the youth in ghetto
Condemned to upon the street

Reaching for his
He takes a cross into his hand
Then standing a preacher now
He shouts the ocean to the shore
in a blaze of tangled hooves
He gallops off across the dusty
In vain to again
Where no one will

Through the woodland, the valley
Comes a horseman wild and
at the windmills passing
Who can the young horseman be

He is wild but he is
He is strong but he is
He is but he is gentle
He is wise but he is