With a dirty shirt on my back and a bag of gold
I came ridin' into town in a Ford Bronco
Like a gringo who was down to his last peso
I was runnin' out of time
I was all alone

Then she rode into my life on a great white horse
Took me back to her house and fed me dinner on the porch
She could tell that I was lost
When I woke up the next mornin'
She had turned into a bird

"Don Quijote
We're fightin' against windmills and enemies that don't exist
And if you know me
You know that I won't ever quit
I'm a hopeless romantic"

A lonely dreamer
I never wanted a regular life
A non-believer
Never been a fan of doin' it right

Then I woke up in a land with no flowers in bloom
She had planted a seed
But it hadn't come to
So I sat in the field and I watered the dirt
'Til a bird came along and whispered these words

She said
"Don Quijote
We're fightin' against windmills and enemies that don't exist
And if you know me
You know that I won't ever quit
I'm a hopeless romantic
And Don Quijote
We're fightin' against windmills and enemies that don't exist
And if you know me
You know that I won't ever quit
I'm a hopeless romantic"

    Folk, Alternative, ambient
    • Type: Original
    • Release Date: 04/03/2026 1:20 PM
    • 120 bpm
    • Key: E
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    • Chemnitz, Deutschland