[Title Translation:
"The Legend of La Mancha"]
Legends tell that a long, long time ago
Where mind sleeps and nothing is real
A land exists, to the North of time, to the East of reality
Where books open the door to a world yet to come
If you put your mind to sleep
And let your soul fly
Knight you will be
Your dreams will come true
There is a place where the sun
Melts love and pain
Search inside your imagination
Listen to your heart
Written on rose-colored ink from a minstrеl's tears
On the books of time, on thе pages of cries
There it is a curse:
"In eternal slumber you shall sleep
If your sword does not serve honor"
If you put your mind to sleep
And let your soul fly
Knight you will be
Your dreams will come true
There is a place where the sun
Melts love and pain
Search inside your imagination
Listen to your heart
There is a place where the sun
Melts love and pain
Search inside your imagination
Open your heart