DON QUIXOTE

Oh the trumpets of glory

Now call me to ride,

Yes, the trumpets are calling to me,

And wherever I ride,

Ever staunch at my side

My squire and my lady shall be!

I am I, Don Quixote...



DON QUIXOTE, ALDONZA, SANCHO

The Lord of la Mancha

My {Our} destiny calls and I {we} go!

And the wild winds of fortune Shall carry me {us} onward,

Oh, whithersoever...

(Don Quixote falters)



ALDONZA

My Lord!



SANCHO

Master!



DON QUIXOTE

Whithersoever they blow

Onward to glory... aah!... I... go...

(crumples to the floor, dead.)



ALDONZA

My Lord...



SANCHO

He is dead.

My master is dead.



ALDONZA

A man died.

He seemed a good man, but I did not know him,



SANCHO

But...



ALDONZA

Don Quixote is not dead. Believe, Sancho, believe.



SANCHO

Aldonza...



ALDONZA

My name is Dulcinea.