Luyện nghe bài hát Don Quixote

Through the woodland, through the
Comes a wild and free
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

Reaching for his
He takes a battered book his hand
Standing like a bold
He shouts across the to the shore
Till he can no more

I have come moor and mountain
Like the hawk upon the
I was once a knight
Who was the of a king

I have searched the world over
Looking for a place to
I seen the strong survive
And I have seen the grown weak

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

Reaching for his
He takes a sword into his hand
striking up a knightly pose
He shouts the ocean to the shore
he can shout no more

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

See the and wicked ones
Who feed upon life's fire
See the with 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 ones who dare not

See the in the tavern
Stemming gold to make ends
See the in ghetto black
Condemned to life upon the

Reaching for his
He takes a tarnished cross into his
Then standing a preacher now
He shouts across the to the shore
Then in a blaze of tangled
He gallops off across the dusty
In to search again
no one will hear

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

He is wild but he is
He is but he is weak
He is cruel but he is
He is wise but he is