“Hey, Turks are going, you, Russa, hey, Turks are going, talking to Russa: - Throw your child, to trample on him, you, Russa, with raven black horse. - How to throw it, Turks, When it is a child of my heart?” Rhodope folk song
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he found child spread quickly across the village. The people changed the name Vasilcho to Valchan, and the place where Ruska had been separated forever with her son they called Valchan’s swing.