Vanalinna kitsad tänavad on täis salapära.

The narrow streets of the old town are filled with mystery.

Päike paistis kõrgetelt kivimüüridelt ja linnakellad kajasid kaugele.

The sun shone from the high stone walls, and the city bells echoed far.

Jaan ja Leena jalutasid käsikäes.

Jaan and Leena walked hand in hand.

Nad nautisid päeva.

They enjoyed the day.

Järsku nägid nad suurt rahvahulka.

Suddenly, they saw a large crowd.

Inimesed kandsid keskaegseid riideid.

People were wearing medieval clothes.

Värvikirevad kostüümid, mõõgad ja kilbid paistsid silma.

The colorful costumes, swords, and shields stood out.

Jaan ja Leena olid uudishimulikud.

Jaan and Leena were curious.

"Mis toimub?"

"What’s going on?"

küsis Leena.

asked Leena.

"Ma ei tea.

"I don't know.

Lähme vaatama," vastas Jaan.

Let's go see," replied Jaan.

Nad liikusid lähemale.

They moved closer.

Üks mees, kes kandis punast mantlit, astus nende juurde.

A man wearing a red cloak approached them.

Tema habe oli pikk ja uhke.

His beard was long and proud.

"Tere!

"Hello!

Te näete välja nagu keskaegne paar.

You look like a medieval couple.

Kas liitute meie reenactment grupiga?"

Will you join our reenactment group?"

küsis mees.

the man asked.

Jaan ja Leena vahetasid pilke.

Jaan and Leena exchanged glances.

"Miks mitte?"

"Why not?"

vastasid nad koos.

they answered together.

Mees juhatas nad suurde telki.

The man led them to a big tent.

Seal anti neile vanaaegsed riided.

There, they were given ancient clothes.

Jaanile anti must rüü ja kiiver.

Jaan received a black robe and a helmet.

Leena sai kauni rohelist värvi kleidi.

Leena got a beautiful green dress.

Nad naersid ja tundsid end veidi rumalana.

They laughed and felt a bit silly.

"Te hakkate juhtima meie tänast lahingut," ütles punase mantliga mees.

"You will lead our battle today," said the man in the red cloak.

"Olete valmis?"

"Are you ready?"

Nad polnud kindlad, mida see tähendas, aga olid põnevil.

They were not sure what it meant, but they were excited.

Nad järgnesid mehele väljaku keskele.

They followed the man to the center of the square.

Rahvas juubeldas.

The crowd cheered.

Trummid lõid rütmi.

Drums beat a rhythm.

Kõik tundus väga tõeline.

Everything seemed very real.

"Kohtume!"

"On guard!"

hüüdis mees, ja lahing algas.

the man shouted, and the battle began.

Jaan ja Leena ees jooksid sõdalased.

Warriors ran ahead of Jaan and Leena.

Mõõgad ja kilbid kolisesid.

Swords and shields clashed.

Leena jooksis Jaani järel, mõlemad naeratasid.

Leena ran after Jaan, both smiling.

Nad astusid lava, nagu see kõik oleks tõeline.

They stepped onto the stage as if it were all real.

Aga siis nägid nad, et üks sõdalane kukkus kummaliselt.

But then they saw one warrior fall strangely.

Ta naeris maas, nagu see oleks lihtsalt mäng.

He laughed on the ground as if it was just a game.

Jaan ja Leena jäid seisma.

Jaan and Leena stopped.

Nad hõõruti silmi ja vaatasid ringi.

They rubbed their eyes and looked around.

Mida nad nägid, oli naeru ja lõbu täis vaatepilt.

What they saw was a scene full of laughter and fun.

See oli etendus.

It was a performance.

Kõik teadsid, et see oli mäng, välja arvatud nemad.

Everyone knew it was a game, except for them.

"Tere tulemast Tallinna Vanalinna reenactment-i!"

"Welcome to the Tallinn Old Town reenactment!"

hüüdis rahvahulk.

the crowd shouted.

Jaan ja Leena puhkesid naerma.

Jaan and Leena burst into laughter.

Nad mõistsid, et see oli suurepärane kogemus.

They realized it was a wonderful experience.

Nad tegid kummarduse ja said suure aplausi.

They took a bow and received loud applause.

Õhtu lõppedes naasid nad omaenda riietega.

As the evening ended, they returned to their own clothes.

"Täna oli lõbus päev," ütles Jaan.

"Today was a fun day," said Jaan.

"Jah, kindlasti üks, mida kunagi ei unusta," vastas Leena.

"Yes, definitely one we’ll never forget," replied Leena.

Nii lõppes nende ootamatu seiklus Vanalinna südames.

Thus ended their unexpected adventure in the heart of the Old Town.

Tegelik elu ja ajalugu segunesid, ja jäi meelde nende õhtu ilusaim mälestus.

Real life and history blended, leaving them with the most beautiful memory of the evening.