The Ballad of Don Quixote
Richard
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In every heart his dream shall stay,
So sing we now of Quixote's fight,
From castle halls to gypsy camps,
In the days of old in La Mancha land,
As dreams fade out and truths unfold,
With lance and shield, he rides so bold,
With armour rusted and heart so pure,
Though mocked by many, loved by few,
Through starry nights and misty damps,
Gallant knight of noble schemes,
With dreams and hopes, their only guide.
A knight of old with heart so light,
A hero's journey, a life well-spun,
In tales of chivalry, his story's told.
Lived a noble knight, his quest so grand,
Don Quixote, brave and true,
To right all wrongs, his oath was sure,
Through windmills' arms, he'd charge with might,
Mistaking them for giants in the night,
By his side until the very end.
But time must take its final toll,
In peace he rested, his quest now done,
In battles fought and kindness shown,
On Rocinante, his steed so tall,
Saw only the magic in every land.
And though he's gone, his tale remains,
By inns and taverns, through fields of gold,
With Sancho Panza, his loyal friend,
With wisdom simple, Sancho tried,
Returning home from distant charms.
They journeyed far, both near and wide,
To show the truth where folly lied,
Quixote, weary, laid down his arms,
He'd fight for honour, justice for all.
A beacon bright through joy and pains.
But Quixote's vision, noble and grand,
Oh, Don Quixote, man of dreams,
Their spirits high, their hearts so true.
A legend grew, their fame had grown,
A timeless tale of Don Quixote's way.
In every deed, she was always there.
He sought adventures, stories to unfold,
With his faithful squire, the world they'd view.
For love of Dulcinea, his lady fair,