'When I close my eyes I can hear the ocean, washing wave after wave to the shore. But it‘s not the ocean, it‘s the irish wind gently moving the lake‘s water into our direction. There is no salt in the air, the sea is far away behind the mountains. My feet are freezing from walking at the lake‘s shore, the water is glass clear and ice cold. The mountains surround us like they want to protect us, and I wonder from what...'
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My feet are cold from walking at the lake's shore, the water is glass clear and ice cold. The mountains surround us like they want to protect us. From time to time they send over a big strong wind, like a big wave the sea would send towards the shore to fill the bay. They say hello and the leaves of the trees sing along. I get the feeling the mountain's souls want to remind us where we are and my body shivers.