Lyrics Scott Bakula - Medley from Man of La Mancha

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
My destiny calls and I go
And the wild winds of fortune
Will carry me onward
Oh, withersoever they blow

Hear me, heathens and wizards and serpents of sin
All your dastardly doings are past
For a holy endevour is now to begin
And virtue shall triumph at last

I am I, Don Quixote
The lord of La Mancha
My destiny calls and I go
And the wild winds of fortune will carry me onward
Oh, wither so ever they blow
Wither so ever they blow
Onward to glory
Onward to glory
Onward to glory I go.

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I have dreamed thee too long
Never seen thee, or touched thee
But know thee with all of my heart
Half a prayer, half a song
Thou hast always been with me, though we have been always apart

Dulcinea, Dulcinea
I see heaven when I see thee, Dulcinea
And thy name is like a prayer an angel whispers
Dulcinea, Dulcinea

Dulcinea
I have sought thee, sung thee, dreamed thee, Dulcinea
Now I've found thee and the world shall know thy glory
Dulcinea, Dulcinea

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To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with 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 stars

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 a 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
That one man, scorned and covered with scars
Still strove, with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable stars.