In the embrace of high, silent mountains, a calm lake lies; Like a mirror that holds the sky and the snow-capped peaks within itself. The water is so clear and transparent that every stone is visible in its depths, And the reflection of the mountains doubles them; one real, one dreamy. A gentle wind makes the water surface dance, The tiny waves rise and fall like the slow breaths of the earth. A bird's voice comes from afar, But most of all, it is the silence that speaks; The heavy silence, full of the life of the mountains. Here time stops, And you are alone; With the mountain, with the water, with your purified self.