Music
Hear me now, O thou bleak and unbearable world
Thou art base and aborched as can be
For a night with these banners all bravely unfurled
Now hurls down each gauntlet to thee
I am mine, I'm Gaiote, the lord of La Mancha
My destiny calls and I go
And the wild winds of fortune will carry me onward
So wither so ever they blow
Wither so ever they blow
Onward to Gloriego
Music
Hear me, heathens and wizards and serpents of sin
All your dastardly doings are past
For a holy endeavour is now to begin
And virtue shall triumph at last
I am mine, I'm Gaiote, the lord of La Mancha
My destiny calls and I go
And the wild winds of fortune will carry me onward
So wither so ever they blow
Wither so ever they blow
Onward to Gloriego
Music
I am mine, I'm Gaiote, the lord of La Mancha
My destiny calls and I go
And the wild winds of fortune will carry me onward
So wither so ever they blow
I am mine, I'm Gaiote, the lord of La Mancha
My destiny calls and I go
And the wild winds of fortune will carry me onward
So wither so ever they blow
Wither so ever they blow
Onward to Gloriego