Luyện nghe bài hát Don Quixote

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

He is wild but he is
He is but he is weak
He is but he is gentle
He is but he is meek

for his saddlebag
He a battered book into his hand
Standing like a bold
He across the ocean to the shore
he can shout 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 searched the whole world over
for a place to sleep
I have seen the survive
And I have seen the lean grown

See the children of the
Who wake to find the bare
See the in the country
Riding off to the air

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

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

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

See the man who tips the
See the man who buys and
See the man who the collar
On the who dare not tell

See the drunkard in the
Stemming gold to make meet
See the youth in black
Condemned to upon the street

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

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

He is but he is mellow
He is strong but he is
He is cruel but he is
He is wise but he is