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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