Vencidos - Joan Manuel Serrat

Por la manchega llanura

Se vuelve a ver la figura

De Don Quijote pasar

Y ahora ociosa y abollada

Va en el rucio, la armadura

Y va ocioso el caballero

Sin peto y sin espaldar

Va cargado de amargura

Que allá encontró sepultura

Su amoroso batallar

Va cargado de amargura

Que allá quedó su ventura

En la playa de Barcino, frente al mar

¿Cuántas veces Don Quijote

Por esa misma llanura

En horas de desaliento, así te miró pasar?

¿Y cuántas veces te gritó

«Hazme un sitio en tu montura

Y llévame a tu lugar»?

Hazme un sitio en tu montura, caballero derrotado

Hazme un sitio en tu montura

Que yo también voy cargado de amargura

Y no puedo batallar

Ponme a la grupa contigo, caballero del honor

Ponme a la grupa contigo

Y llévame a ser contigo, contigo, pastor

Por la manchega llanura

Se vuelve a ver la figura

De Don Quijote pasar

Va cargado de amargura

Va vencido el caballero

De retorno a su lugar

Through the plain of La Mancha

The figure is seen again

From Don Quixote to pass

And now idle and dented

It goes in the gray, the armor

And the gentleman goes idle

Without breastplate and without back

He is full of bitterness

That there he found a grave

His loving battle

He is full of bitterness

That his adventure was there

On the beach of Barcino, facing the sea

How many times did Don Quixote

For that same plain

In hours of despondency, so he watched you go by?

And how many times did he yell at you

"Make room for me on your mount

And take me to your place»?

Make room for me on your mount, defeated knight

Make a place for me on your mount

That I am also loaded with bitterness

And I can't fight

Put me on the rump with you, knight of honor

put me on the rump with you

And take me to be with you, with you, shepherd

Through the plain of La Mancha

The figure is seen again

From Don Quixote to pass

He is full of bitterness

The gentleman is defeated

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