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
I will march to the sound 
of the [bad word] of glory
Forever to conquer or die 

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

I am I, Don Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha
Name all the world soon will know
And the wild winds of fortune will carry me onward
Oh whither so ever they blow 
Wither so ever they blow
Onward to glory
Onward to glory
Onward to glory I go.