To Each His Dulcinea (To Every Man His Dream)

[00:03.71] There is either the wisest man

[00:07.12] Or the maddest wise man in the world

[00:10.11] He is mad

[00:12.53] Well, at any case we have failed

[00:15.60] No, necessarily

[00:18.15] We know the sickness

[00:20.41] Now to find the cure

[00:26.03] The cure...

[00:28.29] May it not be worse than the disease

[00:33.30] To each his Dulcinea

[00:37.84] That he alone can name

[00:42.93] To each a secret hiding place

[00:47.71] Where he can find the haunting face

[00:52.80] To light his secret flame

[00:57.62] For with his Dulcinea

[01:02.45] Beside him so to stand

[01:07.54] A man can do quite anything

[01:12.27] Help fly the bird upon the wing

[01:17.38] Hold moonlight in his hand

[01:22.47] Yet if you build your life on dreams

[01:27.30] It's prudent to recall

[01:32.12] A man with moonlight in his hand

[01:37.50] Has nothing there at all

[01:42.34] There is no Dulcinea

[01:47.17] She's made of flame and air

[01:52.00] And yet how lovely life would seem

[01:56.81] If every man could weave a dream

[02:01.86] To keep him from despair

[02:06.97] To each his Dulcinea

[02:13.79] Though she's naught, but flame

[02:21.45] and air