真砂ちる吹上の浜のあかぬ色を都の春とおもはましかは
masago chiru
fugiage no hama no
akanu iro o
miyako no haru to
omowamashi ka wa | Fair sands scatter
Blown up the beach at Fukiage,
Whose hues can never sate—
The capital in springtime
Do I wish that they would be? |
168
おきつ風夕波たかく吹上の浜ぢやすらふ春の舟人
oki tsu kaze
yūnami takaku
fukiage no
hamaji yasurau
haru no funabito | In the breeze from the offing
High, indeed, the evening waves
Blown up Fukiage,
Quiet on the paths across the shore
Are the boatmen in springtime. |
167
春風のなほ吹上の浜千鳥色なき花の波になくなり
harukaze no
nao fukiage no
hamachidori
iro naki hana no
nami ni nakunari | A breeze of spring
Yet blows up Fukiage, where
The plovers on the beach,
Blossoms without hue,
Cry among the waves. |
166
春なれば花とさきちる白波の吹上の浜のおきつ塩風
haru nareba
hana to sakichiru
shiranami no
fukiage no hama no
oki tsu shiokaze | When ‘tis spring
Blossoms bloom and scatter,
Whitecaps
Blown up Fukiage beach
By the tidewind from the offing. |
165
夕煙吹あげにたてる春霞それかあらぬかあまのたく火か
yūkeburi
fukiage ni tateru
harugasumi
sore ka aranu ka
ama no taku hi ka | In the evening smoke
Rises, blown up at Fukiage—
Spring haze:
Is it that, or is it not?
Or are fires kindled by the fisherfolk? |
164
時しあれば桜とぞおもふ春風の吹上の浜にたてる白雲
toki shi areba
sakura to zo omou
harukaze no
fukiage no hama ni
tateru shirakumo | Surely, because ‘tis the season
Cherry blossom did I think
In the breeze of spring
Blowing above Fukiage beach
Rising clouds, so white! |
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これも又花かあらぬか浦風の吹上にたてる春の白雲
kore mo mata
hana ka aranu ka
urakaze no
fukiage ni tateru
haru no shirakumo | These, too, again
Are they blossom or are they not?
In the breeze from off the bay
Blowing up Fukiage arise
White clouds in springtime. |
162
春のよのためしもしるし紀の国や吹上の波にかすむ月かげ
haru no yo no
tameshi mo shirushi
ki no kuni ya
fukiage no hama ni
kasumu tsukikage | A spring night’s
Exemplar and sign:
In the land of Ki,
Fukiage beach in
The hazy moonlight. |
161
あさ霞花かあらぬか春風の吹上の浜に波や立つらん
asagasumi
hana ka aranu ka
harukaze no
fukiage no hama ni
nami ya tatsuran | In the morning haze
Are they blossom, or are they not?
With a breeze in springtime
Blowing up Fukiage beach
Have the waves arisen? |
160
けふぞみるかざしの波の花のうへにいとはぬ風の吹上のはま
kyō zo miru
kazashi no nami no
hana no ue ni
itowanu kaze no
fukiage no hama | Today, indeed, I see:
A garland of waves
As blossom, with above,
Impossible to dislike, a breeze
Blowing up Fukiage beach… |
159
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