Winter Poems Twenty Rounds
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かきくもりあられふりしけ白玉をしける庭とも人の見るがに
kakikumori arare furishike shiratama o shikeru niwa to mo hito no miru gani | Clouds rush in Dropping scattered hailstones; Pearl Strewn, my garden I would that he would see… |
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Right
天の河ふゆは空までこほるらし石間にたぎつ音だにもせず
ama no kawa fuyu wa sora made kōrurashi iwama ni tagitsu oto dani mo sezu | The River of Heaven in Winter: the very skies Seem frozen, with Between the rocky crags rushing No sound at all. |
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