Varga Ottó: Looking for a fairy (Tündérvárás Angol nyelven)

The boat was dancing...
Rear, at the tiller,
a girl was standing.
I glanced at her face
but she skipped my sights:
the odd dummy fate
had locked her fine eyes.
The boat got gliding 
to a fairy world,
maybe looked forward
to such goal in which
we become fairie
behold each other.