Luyện nghe bài hát Don Quixote

Through the woodland, the valley
a horseman wild and free
Tilting at the windmills
Who can the young horseman 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
Reaching for his
He takes a book into his hand
Standing like a bold
He shouts across the ocean to the
he can shout no more

I have come o'er moor and
Like the hawk upon the
I was a shining knight
Who was the of a king
I have searched the whole world
Looking for a to sleep
I have seen the survive
And I have seen the grown weak

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

Reaching for his
He a rusty sword into his hand
Then striking up a knightly
He shouts across the ocean to the
he can shout no more

See the jailor his key
Who locks all trace of sin
See the judge upon the
Who tries the as best he can
See the wise and ones
Who feed life's sacred fire
See the with 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 ones who dare not
See the in the tavern
Stemming gold to ends meet
See the youth in ghetto
Condemned to life upon the

for his saddlebag
He takes a tarnished cross his hand
standing like a preacher now
He shouts across the ocean to the
Then in a blaze of tangled
He gallops off across the dusty
In vain to again
no one will hear

Through the woodland, the valley
a horseman wild and free
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 wise but he is