The Impossible Dream / Man Of La Mancha

作曲 : Mitch Leigh

To dream the impossible dream

To fight the unbeatable foe

To bear the unbearable sorrow

To run where the brave dare not go

To right the unrightable wrong

To love pure and chaste from afar

To try when your arms are too weary

To reach the unreachable star

This is my quest

To follow that star

No matter how hopeless

No matter how far

To fight for the right

Without question or pause

To be willing to march into hell

For that heavenly cause

And I know

If I'll only be true

To this glorious quest

That my heart

Will lie peaceful and calm

When I'm laid to my rest

And the world

will be better for this

Oh, that one man,

scorned and covered with scars

Still strove with his last ounce of courage

To reach the unreachable star

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

Destroyer of evil am I

I will march to the sound of the trumpets of glory

Forever to conquer or die

I'm Sancho, yes, I'm Sancho

I'll follow my master till the end

I'll tell all the world proudly

I'm his squire, I'm his friend

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 (I'm Sancho, yes, I'm Sancho)

My destiny calls and I go (I'll follow my master till the end)

And the wild winds of fortune will carry me onward (I'll tell all the world proudly)

Oh, whither soever they blow (I'm his squire, I'm his friend)

Whither soever they blow,

onward to glory I go