I lost myself in thoughts again,
And I haven't noticed outline of High Mountains appearing
Through a haze...

It's beautiful...
Magnificent scent of lilac...
Trees smell... I feel the smell of pitch... and I'm closing my eyes,
And continuing my path through the valley,
Using very light footsteps,
Climbing and getting close to the Black Spring...

I want to taste again that incredibly clear water,
To enjoy in every single drink and to wash myself,
Cleansing my soul...

A walk towards Black Spring...
A walk towards Black Spring...

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