El Khatt is a village and rural commune in Mauritania.
Coordinates: 22°40′12″N 10°01′48″W / 22.6700°N 10.0300°W / 22.6700; -10.0300
Khatt is a mountainous village south-east of the city of Ras Al Khaimah, United Arab Emirates.
It is known for its long history of tribal wars between the rulers of Ras Al Khaimah and Fujairah. It is also famous for its springs of sulphur water. Located adjacent to the Hajar Mountains, it looks like a castle offering therapeutic hot springs, precious stone treatments, hot stone treatment, and Ayurvedic medicine. This is the right place when travelers can seek some relaxation. Located just 20minutes drive from RAK City, through the lush green agricultural land is the oasis town of Khatt, which lies at the foot of the mountains. The resort offers three natural springs of hot mineralized water, wherein visitors can relax in the therapeutic pools, and enjoy other amenities. The development of natural hot water springs in the famous tourist and agricultural area of Khatt to include private pools with attached treatment rooms, and a café, is open to visitors. The healing properties of the springs attract several Gulf residents and have become a tradition and popular family picnic location.
They call him a bandit
And you know the notches
That he ought to wear on his gun
He sees you through eyes
He's partially blinded
>from staring to long at the sun
But he's true to his school
And he's nobody's fool
And he's lucky to still be alive
The wolf pack will die
When it's scattered by man
Lonesome coyotes survive.
He burried his feelings
And life was a mountain
That he was determined to climb
Then he caught the scent
Of a sister in spirit
Who taught him to love her in time
Somehow or other
She gathered together
The cubs that he sired on the way
And they run by his side
Through the chill hungry night
And they sleep to his sweet serenade
There's a part of his heart up in heaven
And a part that will always be wild
And all he can leave them is love and a reason
To run for the rest of their lifves
Lonesome coyotes survive.
There's a part of his heart up in heaven
And a part that will always be wild
And all he can leave them is love and a reason
To run for the rest of their lifves
Lonesome coyotes survive.