He sat in a wheelchair, waiting for dark,
He shivered under a terrible gray coat,
There is no calf, and the front end of the thigh is stitched with a needle.
The boy's voice through the park, like a hymn, makes people sad.
There are sounds of play and happiness every day.
Until he got there, it brought silence.
In the past today, this town used to be so cheerful.
When the glowing lights germinate on the pale blue trees,
And the girls are more lovely because the air becomes blurred.
Before he abandoned his knee.
Now, he will never feel how slim (the girl's waist) is.
Or how warm their slender hands are.
Everyone touched him as if he had a strange disease.
An artist's face is stupid,
Because last year was younger than his age.
Now, he is old; His back will never be straight again;
He lost his color in a distant place.
It flows into the crater until the blood dries up,
Half of his life was lost in the fierce competition.
Purple also suddenly appeared on his thigh.
His leg bled that time,
After the game, lift your legs to shoulder height.
It was after the football match, and it was like being stuck.
He thinks he'd better join in.
He wants to know why.
Some people say that he will look at God in a kilt,
This is why;
Maybe, to please his Meg,
Yes, just to please those frivolous people.
He asked to join. He doesn't have to beg;
They laughed and wrote down his lies: 19 years old.
He hardly thought of Germany; All their crimes,
On the other hand, Austria didn't impress him.
He has no fear, real fear.
He wants to use a jewel-encrusted handle
Insert plaid socks; A clever salute;
And nursing weapons; And leave; And pay the arrears;
Morale; And hints from young recruits.
Soon, he was written in the drums and cheers.
Some people encouraged him to go home, but not as people cheered.
It's just that a serious person brought him fruit.
Thank him; Then ask his soul.
Now, he will take a few years sick leave in college.
Do what the rules think is wise,
Get their sympathy.
Tonight he noticed a woman's eyes.
Pass it on to healthy people through him.
How cold, how late! Why don't they come?
Put him to bed. Why don't they come?