Luyện nghe bài hát Don Quixote

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

He is but he is mellow
He is strong but he is
He is but he is gentle
He is but he is meek

Reaching for his
He takes a battered book into his
like a prophet bold
He shouts across the ocean to the
Till he can no more

I have come over and mountain
Like the hawk the wing
I was once a shining
Who was the guardian of a

I have searched the whole over
Looking for a place to
I have seen the survive
And I seen the lean grown weak

See the children of the
Who wake to find the table
See the in the country
off to take the air

Reaching for his
He a rusty sword into his hand
Then up a knightly pose
He shouts across the to the shore
Till he can shout no

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

See the wise and ones
Who feed upon life's sacred
See the soldier his gun
Who must be dead to be

See the man who the needle
See the man who and sells
See the man who puts the
On the who dare not tell

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

Reaching for his
He takes a cross into his hand
standing like a preacher now
He shouts across the ocean to the
Then in a of tangled hooves
He off across the dusty plain
In vain to search
Where no one hear

the woodland, through 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 cruel but he is
He is wise but he is