Seafolk 泉郎
夜とともにもしほたれつつすまのあまの心づからや袖ぬらすらん
yo to tomo ni
moshio taretsutsu
suma no ama no
kokorozukara ya
sode nurasuran | Every night
Wringing brine from seaweed
Do the seafolk at Suma
From their own hearts
Drench their sleeves, I wonder? |
Daishin
Seafolk 泉郎
かのきしにわたりつきぬるあまを舟いかにのりえてうれしかるらん
kano kishi ni
wataritsukinuru
ama o fune
ika ni noriete
ureshikaruran | To yonder shore
Have crossed
The fisher-folk; their boats—
How might I board them, and
Feel the selfsame joy? |
Higo
Seafolk 泉郎
ぬれ衣いまぞはつきにかけてほすかづきしてけりうらのあま人
nuregoromo
ima zo wa tsuki ni
kakete hosu
kazukishitekeri
ura no amabito | Their soaking garb
Now in the moonlight is
Hung to dry;
Diving have been
The fisher-girls upon the beach… |
Kanemasa
Seafolk 泉郎
ふかながら海のこころやいかならんうらみぬあまはなしとこそきけ
fukanagara
umi no kokoro ya
ika naran
uraminu ama wa
nashi to koso kike | It may have depths, but
The heart of the sea is
What sort of thing, I wonder?
An unresentful fisherman
Is nowhere to be found, I hear! |
Tadafusa
Seafolk 泉郎
ひく島のあまのうけ舟波まよりかうてふさすとゆふしでをかく
hikushima no
ama no ukebune
namima yori
kau chō sasu to
yūshide o kaku | At Hikushima
The fisher-folks’ buoy-boats
From between the breakers
Point the way today, like
A painting of a sacred garland. |
Toshiyori
Seafolk 泉郎
おほいそにあさな夕なにかづきするあまも我がごとそでやぬるらん
ōiso ni
asana yūna ni
kazukisuru
ama mo wa ga goto
sode ya nururan | At Ōiso
Every morn and evening, too,
Diving do
The fisher-girls, just as I,
Have soaking sleeves, I wonder? |
Nakazane
Seafolk 泉郎
黒うしがたこぎいづるあまのとも舟は鱸つるにや波まわくらん
kuro’ushi gata
kogi’izuru ama no
tomobune wa
suzuki tsuru ni ya
namima wakuran | From Kuro’ushi Inlet
Row out the fisherfolk,
All in boats together—
I wonder, will they fish for seabass
Forging between the breakers? |
Akinaka
Old Folk 老人
くろかみも色かはりゆきみる人のいとふばかりにおいにけるかな
kurokami mo
iro kawariyuki
miru hito no
itou bakari ni
oinikeru kana | My raven tresses’
Hue has changed with the snow, and
Folk who see
Simply avoid me with distaste –
Such is having grown old! |
Daishin
Old Folk 老人
toshitsuki no
yuki tsumoru ni mo
kurokami no
kawaru sugata no
hazukashiki kana | With the months and years
Snow drifts up upon
My raven tresses – their
Changing form is
So embarrassing! |
Higo
Old Folk 老人
おきなさび立ゐもやすくをられねばつら杖つきてけふもくらしつ
okina sabi
tachi’i mo yasuku
orareneba
tsurazue tsukite
kyō mo kurashitsu | As an old gent should,
Standing at ease is
Impossible for me, so
With my hand on my chin
Have I spent this day, too. |
Kanemasa
'Simply moving and elegant'