Wait for me and I will return.
Just wait a lot
Wait when they make you sad
Yellow rains,
Wait for the snow to blow
Wait for it to be hot
Wait when others are not waiting,
Forgetting yesterday.
Wait when from distant places
No letters will arrive
Wait until you get bored
To everyone who is waiting together.

Wait for me and I will return
Don't wish well
To everyone who knows by heart,
It's time to forget.
Let the son and mother believe
In the fact that I am not there
Let friends get tired of waiting
They'll sit by the fire
Drink bitter wine
In honor of the soul...
Wait. And with them at the same time
Don't rush to drink.

Wait for me and I will return
All deaths are out of spite.
Whoever didn't wait for me, let him
He will say: - Lucky.
They don’t understand, those who didn’t expect them,
Like in the middle of fire
By your expectation
You saved me.
We'll know how I survived
Just you and me, -
You just knew how to wait

Like no one else...

Translation

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You wait for me
Wait for me sad
Yellow rain,
Wait, when snow sweeping,
Wait, when the heat,
Wait, when others do not wait
Forgetting yesterday.
Wait, when from distant places
Letters did not come,
Wait, when I get bored
Everyone who is waiting.

Wait for me, and I"ll be back
You shall not know good
Anyone who knows
What to forget time.
Let them believe the son and mother
That is not me
Let friends will be tired to wait
Sitting by the fire
Drink the bitter wine
On the soul...
Wait. And with them
Drink no hurry.

Wait for me, and I"ll be back
To all death to spite.
Who wasn't expecting me, he let
Say, Is Lucky.
Don't understand, didn't wait for them,
As among the fire
Waiting for you
You saved me.
How I survived, we know
Just you and me,-
You could just wait

“Wait for me and I will return” Konstantin Simonov

Wait for me and I will return.
Just wait a lot
Wait when they make you sad
Yellow rains,
Wait for the snow to blow
Wait for it to be hot
Wait when others are not waiting,
Forgetting yesterday.
Wait when from distant places
No letters will arrive
Wait until you get bored
To everyone who is waiting together.

Wait for me and I will return
Don't wish well
To everyone who knows by heart,
It's time to forget.
Let the son and mother believe
In the fact that I am not there
Let friends get tired of waiting
They'll sit by the fire
Drink bitter wine
In honor of the soul...
Wait. And with them at the same time
Don't rush to drink.

Wait for me and I will return
All deaths are out of spite.
Whoever didn't wait for me, let him
He will say: “Lucky.”
They don’t understand, those who didn’t expect them,
Like in the middle of fire
By your expectation
You saved me.
We'll know how I survived
Just you and me, -
You just knew how to wait
Like no one else.

Analysis of Simonov's poem “Wait for me, and I will return”

The war for Konstantin Simonov began in 1939, when he was sent to Khalkhin Gol as a correspondent. Therefore, by the time Germany attacked the USSR, the poet already had an idea of ​​everyday life at the front and knew firsthand that very soon thousands of families would begin to receive funerals.
Shortly before repeated demobilization, in the summer of 1941, Simonov came to Moscow for several days and stayed at the dacha of his friend, writer Lev Kassil, in Peredelkino. It was there that one of the poet’s most famous poems, “Wait for me, and I will return,” was written, which soon flew around the entire front line, becoming both an anthem and a prayer for the soldiers.

This work is dedicated to actress Valentina Serova, the widow of a military pilot, whom the poet met in 1940. A theater star and Stalin's favorite, she initially rejected Simonov's advances, believing that she had no right to betray the memory of her husband, who died during testing of a new aircraft. However, the war put everything in its place, changing the attitude not only towards death, but also towards life itself.

Going to the front, Konstantin Simonov was not sure of victory. Soviet army, nor that he will manage to escape alive. Nevertheless, he was warmed by the thought that somewhere far away, in sunny Fergana, where Valentina Serova’s theater had been evacuated, his beloved woman was waiting for him. And this is precisely what gave the poet strength and faith, instilled hope that sooner or later the war would end and he could be happy with his chosen one. Therefore, addressing Valentina Serova in the poem, he asks her only one thing: “Wait for me!”
The faith and love of this woman is a kind of talisman for the poet, that invisible protection that protects him at the front from stray bullets. Simonov knows firsthand that you can die completely by accident and even through stupidity. In the first days of the war, he happened to find himself in Belarus, where by that time there were fierce battles, and the poet almost died near Mogilev, falling into German encirclement. However, he is convinced that it is the love of a woman that can save him and many other soldiers from death. Love and faith that nothing will happen to him.

In the poem, he asks Valentina Serova, and with her thousands of other wives and mothers, not to despair and not to lose hope for the return of their loved ones, even when it seems that they will never be destined to meet again. “Wait until everyone who is waiting together gets tired of it,” the poet asks, noting that you should not succumb to despair and the persuasion of those who advise you to forget your loved one. Even if best friends They are already drinking to the remembrance of his soul, realizing that miracles do not happen, and no one is destined to rise from the dead.

However, Simonov is convinced that he will definitely return to his chosen one, no matter what happens, since “in the midst of the fire, you saved me with your expectation.” The poet prefers to remain silent about what it will cost both of them. Although he knows very well that the unknown will certainly add new wrinkles and gray hairs to the hair of those women who are waiting for their loved ones. But it is the belief that they will someday return that gives them the strength to survive in the bloody meat grinder called war.

At first, Konstantin Simonov refused to publish this poem, considering it deeply personal and not intended for a wide range of readers. After all, only a few close friends of the poet were privy to his heartfelt secret. However, it was they who insisted that the poem “Wait for me and I will return,” which was so needed by thousands of soldiers, became public knowledge. It was published in December 1941, after which neither Konstantin Simonov nor Valentina Serova considered it necessary to hide their relationship. And their vibrant romance became yet another proof that true love can work miracles.

Wait for me and I will return.
Just wait a lot
Wait when they make you sad
Yellow rains,
Wait for the snow to blow
Wait for it to be hot
Wait when others are not waiting,
Forgetting yesterday.
Wait when from distant places
No letters will arrive
Wait until you get bored
To everyone who is waiting together.

Wait for me and I will return
Don't wish well
To everyone who knows by heart,
It's time to forget.
Let the son and mother believe
In the fact that I am not there
Let friends get tired of waiting
They'll sit by the fire
Drink bitter wine
In honor of the soul...
Wait. And with them at the same time
Don't rush to drink.

Wait for me and I will return
All deaths are out of spite.
Whoever didn't wait for me, let him
He will say: “Lucky.”
They don’t understand, those who didn’t expect them,
Like in the middle of fire
By your expectation
You saved me.
We'll know how I survived
Just you and me, -
You just knew how to wait
Like no one else.

Analysis of the poem “Wait for me, and I will return” by Simonov

K. Simonov saw the war with his own eyes as a war correspondent back in 1939 at Khalkhin Gol. Soon after this he is sent to the front of the Finnish campaign. The poet and writer received a tragic experience of harsh military reality. After the German attack, he waited for demobilization and in the summer of 1941 he wrote the poem “Wait for me and I will return.”

The work is addressed to a real person – Simonov’s beloved V. Serova. The woman was a widow and at first resolutely rejected the writer’s advances. The outbreak of war changed her attitude. The value of life and the randomness of death have increased manifold.

Simonov initially hid his relationship with Serova and did not want to publish the poem, considering it deeply intimate. Only in December 1941, at the insistence of his colleagues, did he allow his work to be published.

Konstantin Simonov was rightfully considered one of the best Soviet writers who worked during the most terrible war. His works carry the bitter truth about cruelty and death. At the same time, the writer never forgot about inner world of a person, about how he changes in wartime conditions.

“Wait for me and I will return” is a very touching poem that has a huge impact on human soul. For many soldiers of the Red Army, it became a real anthem, a solemn oath to a loved one. Millions of people broke up with each other. Already the first days of the war showed that for many, farewell was the last. The man was not sure whether he would be alive in a week, a day, an hour. The official ideology rejected faith in God, so the only hope and faith remained the memory of those who were waiting in the rear.

The author turns to his beloved woman with an ardent plea that she wait for him no matter what. The words sound very harsh: “let the son and mother believe that I do not exist.” Simonov is ready to forgive friends who get tired of waiting for him. But the beloved's hope should not disappear. This is a sacred talisman that protects a person’s life and gives him relief from all dangers.

The poem is written in an ordinary way spoken language in the form of a monologue lyrical hero. The refrain “wait for me” gives it special sincerity and expressiveness. To some extent, the work can be considered a prayer due to its emotional overtones.

There are many known cases of suicides of people who learned about the betrayal of their beloved women in the rear. This shows how important it was for a person to believe that someone was waiting for them. Simonov's poem represents the basic hope Soviet warrior, allowing him not to lose optimism and the ability to love.