a story

We had underground water not far from our house,
On a hill, sunny side of our village.
Only that water we were allowed to drink without boiling, 
Always cold and fresh, clean.
Some one said, like a story:
The water comes from far deep beautiful underground river, palace of three queens: silver, precious gems and all the goodness of land.
(May be because it was a famous painting like this).
People who drink it, wash face, take three times bath will have long life. ..