A hero whose name is unknown

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The woman decided to read it herself:

"You wait, wait…"

The woman was suddenly interrupted by the same voice:

"You wait, wait my beauty,

Let me see more of you, joy!

At your beautiful beauty,

Look at your white face!"

The woman turned and saw the young man

I asked the young man who composed this poem,

Said a good fellow that he,

And for whom?

"For you!"– the young man replied,

Then he turned and called his horse,

Riding off into the field,

The woman waved her handkerchief after him.

I saw an old soldier in the field,

And approaching asked:

"Old man, it hurts you right now,

Then tell me, will I be able to console her?"

The old man looked at the young man and pointed

Hand to where he was called,

He said"boy, don't go, they'll ruin You,

You'd better run away with your beloved,

You will be at least not in the war, but with it!"

Well done he turned to the old man: