To Each His Dulcinea (To Every Man His Dream)
- Alan Crofoot (1968)You are listening to the song To Each His Dulcinea (To Every Man His Dream) by Alan Crofoot, writer by Mitch Leigh;Joe Darion in album Man Of La Mancha: The London Original Cast. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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- Scene - Original Cast
- Overture - Denys Rawson
- I'm Only Thinking Of Hime (And Reprise) - Alan Crowfoot
- Man Of La Mancha (I, Don Quixote) - Bernard Spear
- It's All The Same - Joan Diener
- Dulcinea - Keith Michell
- I Really Like Him - Bernard Spear
- What Does He Want Of Me? - Joan Diener
- Little Bird, Little Bird - Peter Gordeno
- Barber's Song (Golden Helmet Of Mambrino) - Bernard Spear
- To Each His Dulcinea (To Every Man His Dream) - Alan Crofoot
- The Impossible Dream (The Quest) - Keith Michell
- Combat Scene (The Fight) - Bernard Spear
- The Dubbing (Knight Of The Woeful Countenance) - Bernard Spear
- The Abduction - Joan Diener
- Reprise: Man Of La Mancha (I Don Quixote) - Keith Michell
- Aldonza - Joan Diener
- Knight Of The Mirrors - Bernard Spear
- A Little Gossip - Bernard Spear
- The Death Scene: Dulcinea (Reprise) - Joan Diener
- The Death Scene: Man Of La Mancha (Reprise) - Joan Diener
- The Death Scene: The Psalm - Alan Crofoot
- Final Scene - Company
- Finale Reprise: The Impossible Dream (The Quest) - Company
Lyrics
To each his Dulcinea
That he alone can name
To each a secret hiding place
Where he can find the haunting face
To light his secret flame.
For with his Dulcinea Beside him so to stand
A man can do quite anything
Outfly the bird upon the wing
Hold moonlight in his hand.
Yet if you build your life on dreams
It's prudent to recall
A man with moonlight in his hand
Has nothing there at all.
There is no Dulcinea
She's made of flame and air
And yet how lovely life would seem
If ev'ry man could weave a dream
To keep him from despair.
To each his Dulcinea
Though she's naught but flame and air!
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