The men stood behind you,
ready for your order to attack.
Out of thousands,
all you saw Jean.
His armour weighed him down.
The helmet covered half his face.
He was only young, he still has a life.
A tear slipped down your face.
You had to be brave, for everyone.
Especially Jean, give him hope.
But you couldn't.
Couldn't give the order that would your brother to his death.