Blossom
花の色にまがひし雲はかたみにてのちしのぶべき空目なりけり
| hana no iro ni magaishi kumo wa katami nite nochi shinobubeki sorame narikeri |
From the blossoms’ hue Indistinguishable are the clouds: so Of them a keepsake I’d make, For later recollection, Mistaken though it be… |