a barren waste without the taste of water cool water Old Dan and I with throats burt dry and souls that cry for water cool clear water The nights are cool
Vertimas: Sniegas, Hank. Cool Water.
an unnatural position, or take away my best defense against flies and mosquitoes by cutting off my tail. I cannot tell you when I am thirsty, so give me clean, cool water
I have sailed across the waters salty ocean deep and blue Felt the rapture of the dawning thrilled through sunset golden view I have sought above the
