Sweeney, Matthew: Nehádž kamene do tejto značky (Do not throw stones at this sign in Slovak)

Do not throw stones at this sign
which stands here, in a stony field
a stone’s throw from the sea
whose beach is a mess of pebbles
since the sand was stolen for building,
and the few people who dawdle there,
rods in hand, catch nothing,
not even a shoe – might as well
bombard the waves with golfballs,
or wade in and hold their breath,
or bend, as they do, and grab a handful
of pebbles to throw at the sign,
and each time they hit they cheer
and chalk up another beer, especially
the man who thought up the sign,
who got his paintbrush and wrote
“Do Not Throw Stones At This Sign”
on a piece of driftwood which he stuck
in this useless field, then, laughing,
danced his way to the house of beer.

Nehádž kamene do tejto značky,
ktorá tu stojí, na kamenitom teréne,
na dohodenie kameňom od mora,
ktorého breh je púhy kameň,
odkedy jeho piesok na stavbu ukradli,
a tých pár ľudí, ktorí sa tam motajú
s chabinami v ruke, nič neulapia,
ani topánku – ako keby
golfovými loptičkami vlny dobývali,
buď so zatajeným dychom do nich hrúžili sa,
buď ohnuli sa, ako bežne, a vzali za hrsť
kamienkov, aby si do tej značky zahádzali
a vždy, keď utrafia, jasajú
a objednajú si ďalšie pivo, zvlášť
ten chlap, ktorý tú značku vymyslel,
štetca chopil sa a napísal
„Nehádž Kamene Do Tejto Značky”
na kus naplaveného dreva, ktoré vbodnul
do tohto nanič terénu, nato, rozosmiaty
cestou do výčapu zatancoval si.