Man of la Mancha

Hear me now, Oh, thou bleak and unbearable world

Thou art base and debauched as can be

And a knight with his banners all bravely unfurled

Now hurls down his gauntlet to thee!

I am I, Don Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha

My destiny calls and I go

And the wild winds of fortune shall carry me onward

Oh, withersoever they blow

Withersoever they blow

Onward to glory I go

Hear me heathens and wizards and serpents of sin

All your dastardly doings are past

For a holy endeavor is now to begin

And virtue shall triumph at last.

I am I Don Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha.

A name all the world soon will know

I command all my soul to the wild winds of fortune

Oh wither so ever they blow

Wither so ever they blow

Onward to glory I go!