Knight of eternal youth
followed, to the fifty
the law that was beating in his heart.
He left a fine morning of July
to win the beautiful, the true, the just.
Before him was the world with his giant
absurd and despicable
under him Rocinante
sad and heroic.
I know when you're caught by this passion and heart
has a respectable weight
there is nothing to be done, Don Quixote,
nothing to do
you must fight against the windmills.
You're right, Dulcinea is the
most beautiful woman in the world
certainly needed to scream in my face
some shopkeepers had
buttartisi
and clothe him and beat
invincible but you're the rider of the thirsty
you will continue to live like a flame in your
heavy shell of iron
and Dulcinea will be more beautiful every day.
Don Quixote - Nazim Hikmet
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