Boris Pasternak
- The Feasts, by Yakov Hornstein
Boris Pasternak (español)
- Festines, César Astor
«Wait for me, I will return. / Wait for all you’re worth. / Wait, when sulphurous rains they burn / Snuffing out all mirth, / Wait, as drifting snow it drops, / Wait, when heat’s too much. / Wait, when wait for others stops, / Past has lost its clutch. / Wait, when from that dista...»
«Wait for me, and I'll be back, / Should you wait me strong. / Wait for me when sky is black / And the sun has gone, Wait for me when it is cold, / And when it is hot, / Wait for me when others don't, / 'Cause they just forgot. Wait in case you don't receive / Letters from the front, ...»
«Wait for me, I'l be back / Wait with all your strength / Wait when the rains of sorrow / Cover the skies. / Wait when snow is freezing, / Wait when the sun is burning. / Wait, when no one else is waiting any more, / Even if you forget the past, full of memories / Even if you don't he...»
«Várj reám, s én megjövök, / hogyha vársz nagyon, / várj reám, ha sárga köd / Å‘szi búja nyom; / várj, ha havat hord a szél, / várj, ha tűz a nap, / várj, ha nem is jön levél / innen néhanap; / várj, ha nem vár senkit ott / haza senki már, / s ha nógat is bÃ...»