Doubtless for some high purpose. I've noticed wickedness wears pretty thick armor. Why are you poets so fascinated with madmen? See him as he truly is. Well, she ran off with those muleteers. We both select from life! You have shown me the sky But what good is the sky To a creature who'll never do better than crawl? Give it back to me! Let's get you to bed. And you looked at me.
Subtitles are sorted by relevance for searching keywords. Why do you do these things? What in hell do you think you're doing? Under authority of the Holy Office of the Inquisition. It is possible I knew you once. I couldn't figure out what was going on. Sancho, always thine eye sees evil in preference to good. But he doesn't work well in the musical form; he's too concerned with keeping things moving. Look, what seest thou, Don Quixote? To dream the impossible dream To fight the unbeatable foe To bear with unbearable sorrow To run where the brave dare not go To right the unrightable wrong To love pure and chaste from afar To try when your arms are too weary To reach the unreachable star This is my quest To follow that star No matter how hopeless No matter how far To fight for the right Without question or pause To be willing to march into hell For a heavenly cause And I know if I'll only be true To this glorious quest That my heart will lie peaceful and calm When I'm laid to my rest And the world will be better for this That one man scorned and covered with scars Still strove with his last ounce of courage To reach The unreachable star Once, just once, would you look at me as I really am? What is sickness to the body of a knight-errant? The truly great musical directors like , and Gene Kelly usually were concerned with creating a fantasy outside the camera and then photographing it.
It is the solemn moment that seals my vocation. That bunch will be walking bow-legged for a week. De profundis clamo ad te Domine Domine Audi vocem meam Fiant aures tuae intentae Ad vocem abse creationis meae Si delictarum memorium Serva neris Domine Domine. True, it is not yet dawn. Don Quixote de La Mancha.
If your lordship could devise such a name. When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? In the cinnamon tree In the cinnamon tree Little bird, little bird Do you sing for me? The only performance that really survives the movie is Sophia Loren's. Your Grace, it is Dr. Be just to all men, courteous to all women. What, and allow wickedness to flourish? You are a fat pudding. Only their eyes, filled with confusion. She has kind of a thankless role they've cast her as the whore with the heart of gold again , but she concentrates on acting; she doesn't relax because it's only a musical.
You keep me waiting, would you? Of course, I hit her back, Your Grace. You spoke of a dream. Woman is the soul of man. Love not what thou art, only what thou may become. One of the hazards of this prison.
Turn over, you foxy goat! He can't sing, that is, but at least he can read lyrics. Don Quixote is the mad, aging nobleman who embarrasses his respectable family by his adventures. But you see, Cervantes, there is a difference. At rock bottom, they contained stars who could sing and dance. I am confused by shadows. I've been a soldier and a slave. Now it's almost obligatory to cast a musical with people who can't sing or dance - and make no pretensions to.
The court hereby sentences you. For each time he falls. But she's a lot harder than I am. Well, then, I won't say much. A little gossip A little chat A little idle talk of this and that I'll tell him all the troubles I have had And since he doesn't hear At least he won't feel bad Shh, shh. Don Quixote, take a deep breath of life.
If thou art beaten, thy freedom is forfeit. To surrender dreams, this may be madness. The mission of each true knight is duty. They were my enemies, too. Why do you call me by that name? It's free and easy to download subs for movie keywordssubtitles man of la mancha 1972. Knight of the Woeful Countenance. They did low-keyed voice-overs instead, and let handle the real musical stuff.
No, I dare not tell you, lest you think me mad. Thy pretense is a child's mockery. A room in that house. They just don't dance anymore. I am called the Knight of the Mirrors. I am a popular defendant.
Dulcinea Once you found a girl And called her Dulcinea When you spoke the name An angel seemed to whisper Dulcinea Dulcinea Then perhaps it was not a dream. . It's to tilt at windmills instead. As much as is written. We are both men of La Mancha.