Quijote y Sancho
Mägo de Oz
Don Quixote and Sancho
Sancho Quixote
Quixote Sancho
Sancho Quixote
Quixote Sancho
Sancho was a squire
Good-natured and chubby
He treads the same ground
That leads his lord
Quixote is entirely fantasy
And a knight of honor
Sancho Quixote
Quixote Sancho
Sancho Quixote
Quixote Sancho
The windmills are giants
That must be defeated
Rocinante is the best steed
Sancho is arrogant, strong, and loyal
And Don Quixote is what you see
Sancho Quixote
Quixote Sancho
Sancho Quixote
Quixote Sancho
Sancho Quixote
Quixote Sancho
Sancho Quixote
Quixote Sancho
Sancho still doesn't understand his lord
His head is only heart
Quixote is an illusion of new life
It's love
It's love
"In a village of La Mancha, the name of which I have no desire to call to mind
Not long ago, there lived one of those gentlemen with a lance in the lance-rack
An old buckler, a lean hack, and a greyhound for coursing
An olla of rather more beef than mutton
A salad on most nights, scraps on Saturdays
Lentils on Fridays, some pigeons on Sundays
Consumed the three parts of his estate"
