Happy Valentine's!

Dedicated to my wife Kinga. "Bájoló" (who knows a good translation of the title?), by Miklós Radnóti.  Original. Song. The poem has such a magical feeling! I wish I managed to get some of that magic across.

With twitching eyes
I sit in light,
Across a hedge
Rosewood in flight,
Light jumping too,
Clouds forming storm,
Flash of lightning
Above horizon
Already talks back
Thunderous roar
Wild thunder rolls
Fades blueness of
Lakes down below
Their mirror swells up,
Come get inside,
And throw your clothes off,
Outside it's raining,
Shirt off, that's better,
Let the rain wash
Our hearts together.