A Mortally Wounded Brigand Quenches His Thirst — Eugene Delacroix

2 thoughts on “A Mortally Wounded Brigand Quenches His Thirst — Eugene Delacroix”

1. Like my life…. he faced terrible difficult , it is end of his difficult. After his life all the world talk about him. then they would be expressing that person who was a best man living in the world………

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2. ‘Cool Water’
   All day I’ve faced the barren waste
   Without the taste of water…cool water.
   Ole Dan and I with throats burned dry
   And souls that cry
   For water…cool water, clear water.

   The nights are cool and I’m a fool,
   Each star’s a pool of water…cool, clear water.
   And with the dawn, I’ll wake and yawn
   And carry on to water…cool, clear water

   The shadows sway and seem to say
   Tonight we pray for water…cool, clear water.
   And way up there He’ll hear our prayer
   And show where
   There’s water…cool clear water

   Keep moving Dan. Don’t listen to him Dan.
   He’s the Devil, not a man.
   He spreads the burnin’ sand with water
   Say Dan, can’t you see that big green tree
   Where the water’s running free
   It’s waiting there for you and me
   and water…cool clear water

   Dan’s feet are sore, he’s yearnin’ for
   Just one thing more for water…cool, clear water.
   Like me I’d guess he’d like to rest
   Where there’s no quest
   For water….cool, clear water.

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