Boris Pasternak

• Spring, by Alex Cigale
  Spring, coming in from street, where poplars / stand amazed, the distance is scared, the houses / afraid to fall down, the air blue, like a sack...
• Spring, by Babette Deutsch
  I’ve come from the street. Spring, where the poplar stands / Amazed, where distance quails, and the house fears it will fall, / Where the air is b...
• Spring, by Peter France and Jon Stallworthy
  Spring, I come in from the street, where the poplar is shaken, / Where distance is frightened, the house afraid it will fall, / Where the air is b...