by Leopold Staff (1878 - 1957)
Translation © by Marek Tomaszewski

Czekam jej, jak co dzień. Czy wróci?
Language: Polish (Polski)  after the Arabic (العربية) 
Our translations:  ENG
Czekam jej, jak co dzień. Czy wróci?
Myślę o wieczorze rozstania, o trzasku drzwi, które zawarła
w gniewie, o milczeniu, które zaległo w mej duszy.
Czekam jej, jak co dzień. Czy wróci?
Weszłaby, mówiąc, by coś rzec:
"Mijałam twój dom i przychodzę spojrzeć, czy róże nie ucierpiały od zimy."
Potem uśmiechnęłaby się do mego ogródka,
do spokojnego widnokręgu i wiem, że nie odeszłaby już.

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  • ENG English ( Marek Tomaszewski) , "Solitude", copyright © 2004, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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Solitude
Language: English  after the Polish (Polski) 
I await her every day. Will she come back?
I think about our parting evening: the bang of the door that she shut
in anger; the silence that then settled in my soul.
I await her every day. Will she come back?
She would come in, saying, merely to say something:
"I was passing by your house and I came to see whether the roses have suffered because of the winter."
Then she would smile at my garden
and at the calm horizon - and I know that she would never leave again.

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  • Translation from Polish (Polski) to English copyright © 2004 by Marek Tomaszewski, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you must ask the copyright-holder(s) directly for permission. If you receive no response, you must consider it a refusal.

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This text was added to the website: 2004-08-14
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