Foundation Myths

Once upon a time, there was a poor forest man who lived together with his daughter named Dambovita in a deep and big forest.
One day, a prince from a faraway country lost himself in the forest. Meeting Dambovita, he asked her to find his way. The prince saw her beauty and asked her to marry him. Then Dambovita told him that she had already promised her hand to Bucur, a sherpherd who lived near the forest. As a thank you, the prince, who was no other than The Prince of the Mountains, offered the girl a little knife and a spinning top. If she spinned the top, any wish would come true.
After that meeting with the prince, the girl took the knife and the spinning top and showed them to Bucur. She thrusted the knife into a stone, and from that place a clear river sprang, and it was as clear as the tears of the girl. Dambovita named the river after her name, and they established a little village at the edge of the forest, on the banks of the river. Bucur named the setting after his name.
And thus, the little village, nowadays a big city, is called Bucuresti and the water that crosses it is called Dambovita.

Another version goes like that:
Once upon a time when the sky was so close to the earth that tall men could touch it with their hands, which is true, for such things happened in days of old, the Dacians lived on the wooded plane in the land of milk and honey. They listened to the bees who told the stories of the cosmos and stars. The Dacians fought the Romans courageously, but they were violently crushed. One day, a Roman fell in love with a beautiful Dacian woman, and their descendants originated the Romanian people, who continue to this day to patiently accept destiny, not to dispute with death and to see history as a god-given myth. Their son, a shepherd called Bucur, married a river fairy named Dambovita and founded a church. Despite the warnings of his sheep Miorita, he was killed by fate. That is why even today the city which grew out of it is called Bucuresti and the river, which is as clear as the tears of a woman, is called Dambovita.