Ballad of a hero

He left for war, to give a hand to his Land. They gave him medals and stars, And they suggested him To fight hard. And when they told him to go on He went too far Searching for the truth. Now that he is dead, His land has a new hero To remember. But she who loved him, She who was waiting for a soldier, What will she do of a dead hero? If she has in her bed, Just the glory Of a medal.