The Impossible Dream Songtext
von Christopher Lee

Why do you do these things?
What things?
These ridiculous... the things you do
I hope to add some measure of grace to the world
The world′s a dung heap and we are maggots that crawl on it
My lady knows better in her heart

What's in my heart will get me halfway to hell
And you, Señor Don Quixote, you′re going to take such a beating
Whether I win or lose does not matter
What does?
Only that I follow the quest

That for your quest

What does that mean, "quest"?
It is the mission of each true knight
His duty, nay, his privilege


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

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 lance out of courage
To reach the unreachable star