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@@liviubratu6681 Magura is my mountain in goral.And dor is gift

@@liviubratu6681 Imagine mountains, not just rugged ones, but so huge that they touch the stars and cast shadows on the neighboring lands. These are the Gorals, a people made of the most solid rock and the purest mountain air. That's how Gorals are - resilient, tenacious, tied to their native land. Their hearts, like hot springs, well up with love for traditions and home. They are like stone walls that protect mountain villages from the onslaught of wind and snow. They stand firmly rooted in their land, resistant to adversity. Their hearts, strong as a rock, beat to the rhythm of old legends and stories, whispered by the wind among the spruces. Despite the harsh nature of the mountains, the Goral hides the warmth of the mountain sun. Their hospitality is as warm as freshly baked bread from a traditional oven and their smile is as warm as light breaking through a thick fog. In their houses, smelling of wood and herbs, you will always find refuge and a sense of home. Gorals are like mountain rivers, wild and unrestrained. Temperament and passion for life run through their veins. They dance to the rhythm of bagpipes and fujaras, their feet tap the ground with ease and grace. Their singing, echoing through the valleys, tells stories of love, loss and the beauty of the rugged mountain landscape. The Goral language is resounding like a mountain river, murmuring over slopes and valleys, like a bubbling brook that whispers stories of ancient times. Their words echo the sound of the wind in the treetops and the singing of birds above the mountain tops. The clothing of the Gorals is like a colorful meadow full of flowers interwoven with gold, with colors so bright that they blind the sun. The women wear skirts and blouses decorated with embroidery, which are like flowers blooming even in the most inhospitable places, and headbands, in turn, like the reflection of the starry sky above the snowy peaks. The patterns on their clothes tell stories about life in the mountains - about hard work, about joys and sorrows, about the beauty of nature. Their faith is like a steel shield, impenetrable to doubt and weakness. Roman Catholic tradition combines with pagan customs, creating a solid and durable armor of their spiritual life. The life of the Gorals is like a raging river rushing down the valley with unbridled force. They are eagles, majestic and free. They circle above the clouds and look at the world below with sharp eyes. Their hospitality is as deep and generous as mountain lakes full of fish. Their houses, wooden cottages huddled on the slopes, are like nests eagles protecting from harsh weather. Inside they reign the warmth of home and the smell of freshly baked bread, while the crackling of the fire in the fireplace tells stories of family gatherings and winter evenings. Goral music is like a wild dance of a stream, full of energy and rhythm. The sounds of violins and bagpipes combine with shepherds' songs to create a mountain symphony that celebrates the life and beauty of nature. Goral dances are like a whirlwind in the treetops, full of joy and vitality. They dance like a wild storm, twisting in the crazy rhythm of the earth, dances that can tear down even the strongest rocks. Goral handicrafts are like masterpieces carved from wood and metal. Their skilled, calloused hands give new life to wood, metal and wool, creating objects full of beauty and functionality. For them, pride in their culture is an impenetrable fortress, carved into the mountain itself, protecting their language, folklore and customs. They are the guardians of secrets hidden in deep caves, a rare treasure for Poland, Slovakia and the Czech Republic. Mountain gorillas are like beacons of tradition and resilience in a changing world. Their unique culture and way of life are a precious gift to humanity, reminding us of the strength of the human spirit and the beauty of living in harmony with nature.

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