はらへただ雪わけ衣ぬきをうすみつもればさむし山おろしの風
harae tada
yuki wakegoromo
nuki o usumi
tsumoreba samushi
yama’oroshi no kaze | Just blow it away!
For my snow-gear
Has scanty weft-threads, so
When it piles up, ‘tis so cold,
O, wild wind off the mountains! |
372
まきの戸を朝あけの雲の衣手に雪を吹きまく山おろしの風
maki no to o
asa’ake no kumo no
koromode ni
yuki o fukimaku
yama’oroshi no kaze | My door of cedarwood
I open with the morning, and from the clouds
Onto my sleeves
Snow is blown, whipped by
The wild wind off the moutains. |
371
まきもくの檜原のあらしさえさえてゆつきがたけに雪降りにけり
makimoku no
hibara no arashi
saesaete
yutsuki ga take ni
yuki furinikeri | In Makimoku
The storm wind through the cypress groves
Freezes all, as
Upon Yutsuki Peak
The snow has fallen. |
370
み山にはしら雪ふれりしがらきのまきの杣人道たどるらし
miyama ni wa
shirayuki fureri
shigaraki no
maki no somabito
michi tadorurashi | Deep within the mountains
Snow so white has fallen, that
In Shigaraki
The cedar woodcutter
Must struggle to make his way. |
369
久かたのあま雲あへりかづらきやたかまの山はみ雪ふるらし
hisakata no
amagumo aeri
kazuraki ya
takama no yama wa
miyuki fururashi | The eternal
Heaven-spanning clouds merge
Above Kazuraki, where
Upon Mount Takama
Fair snows seem to be falling. |
368
ながむればさびしくもあるか煙たつ室の八島の雪の下もえ
nagamureba
sabishiku mo aru ka
keburi tatsu
muro no yashima no
yuki no shita moe | When I gaze across
How I am filled with lonely sadness;
Smoke rising from
Muro no Yashima,
Smouldering beneath the snow… |
367
みわたせば雲ゐはるかに雪しろしふじの高ねの明ぼのの空
miwataseba
kumoi haruka ni
yuki shiroshi
fuji no takane no
akebono no sora | When I gaze across,
Through the distant clouds
How white is the snow
On the high peak of Fuji
In the dawning sky. |
366
山たかみあけはなれゆく横雲の絶間にみゆる峰の白雪
yama takami
ake wa nareyuku
yokogumo no
taema ni miyuru
mine no shirayuki | High above the mountains
Dawn is brightening, and
Through the trailing cloud
Gaps I see
The peaks in snow so white. |
365
ゆふされば塩風さむし浪間よりみゆるこじまに雪は降りつつ
yū sareba
shiokaze samushi
namima yori
miyuru kojima ni
yuki wa furitsutsu | When the evening comes,
How cold the tidewinds are;
Between the breakers,
I glimpse islets where
The snow is ever falling… |
364
夕されば浦風さむしあま小舟とませの山に雪ぞふるらし
yū sareba
urakaze samushi
ama no obune
tomase no yama ni
yuki zo fururashi | When the evening comes,
Chill is the wind from off the shore, and
The little fishing boats
By Tomase Mountain
Seem covered with fallen snow. |
363
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