You were standing in the garden barefoot, wearing only a white linen dress and a red belt. You were picking grapes, humming a song to yourself. You did not immediately notice how a German soldier was hiding behind the trees, who was watching you closely.

"Raskudryavy, green maple, forest leaf. I'm in love, and embarrassed in front of you.." You hummed softly as you gathered bunches of grapes.