Válek, Miroslav: With the Head on Fire (S hlavou v ohni Angol nyelven)

Rád by som bol, keby si bola ráno iskrou,
aby si mi vždy, keď svitá, padla do oka.
Iskra v oku,
noc, noc hlboká.

V takej noci k nebu by som stúpal.
Napoludnie by si mohla byť môj úpal.
Aby o mne hovorili: Celý horí.
Aby som bol z teba trocha chorý.
Napoludnie:
s hlavou v ohni myslieť na teba.

O pol ôsmej večer: dlho hľadám struny.
Aby som ťa zahral
podľa zlata hviezd
a podľa krvi luny.
O pol ôsmej večer:
aby ťa bol celý vesmír plný.

A rád by som bol, keby si raz v noci bola: áno.
Áno na srdci, a áno na ústach.
Iskra v oku, hlava v ohni,
noc, noc hlboká.
Padla si mi do oka.

I’d be pleased if in the morning you were a spark,
at every dawn to catch my eye.
The spark in my eye,
at night, you and I.

At such a night I would rise to the sky like an oak.
At noon you could be my sunstroke.
To make every one to speak of me: “He is burning!”
To make me a little bit sick of you, yearning.
At noon:
with the head on fire to think of you.

At half eight: I make my strings croon.
To play you
by the stars’ gold
and by the tears of moon.
At half eight:
to make the universe in your tune.

And I’d be pleased if, at one night, you are: Yes.
Yes at heart and yes on mouth.
The spark in the eye, the head on fire
at night you and I.
You caught my eye.