I’d love to be loved
Here is one of my favourite poems of the Hungarian poet, Endre Ady, in my own translation:
I am neither successor nor happy ancestor,
Neither a relative nor an acquaintance
I’m for nobody,
I’m for nobody
Like all humans, I am greatness,
Northern rock, secret, strangeness,
Delusive, distant light,
Delusive, distant light
But, oh, I cannot stay this way,
I want to show myself
To be noted and seen,
To be noted and seen
Therefore all: lament and singing:
I would love to be loved,
I would be of someone,
I would be of someone