The Water Carrier — текст песни (Jethro Tull)

Crystal fountain springing from the hill.

It irrigates your soul. you may drink your fill.

Water of life, carried high.

One hand upon the gallon jar. feel her fix my eye.



Every good travellers for the taking.

All good money for the making.

Sellers market: wet appeal.

Water carrier------lets make the deal.



Covered face and black pool eyes.

Between us, no words spoken: no words to the wise.

Heres to another time and a drink somewhere.

Plush on a nain carpet; on a caf chair.