MusicHear me now, O thou bleak and unbearable worldThou art base and aborched as can beFor a night with these banners all bravely unfurledNow hurls down each gauntlet to theeI am mine, I'm Gaiote, the lord of La ManchaMy destiny calls and I goAnd the wild winds of fortune will carry me onwardSo wither so ever they blowWither so ever they blowOnward to GloriegoMusicHear me, heathens and wizards and serpents of sinAll your dastardly doings are pastFor a holy endeavour is now to beginAnd virtue shall triumph at lastI am mine, I'm Gaiote, the lord of La ManchaMy destiny calls and I goAnd the wild winds of fortune will carry me onwardSo wither so ever they blowWither so ever they blowOnward to GloriegoMusicI am mine, I'm Gaiote, the lord of La ManchaMy destiny calls and I goAnd the wild winds of fortune will carry me onwardSo wither so ever they blowI am mine, I'm Gaiote, the lord of La ManchaMy destiny calls and I goAnd the wild winds of fortune will carry me onwardSo wither so ever they blowWither so ever they blowOnward to Gloriego