Hidden Love
おもひ出は心ばかりにかよはして衣のくびに事なもらしそ
omoide wa kokoro bakari ni kayowashite koromo no kubi ni koto na morashi so My feelings Simply through my heart I send back and forth; On the collar of my robe O, let nothing leak out!
Minamoto no Nakazane 源仲実
Topic unknown.
白浪はたてと衣にかさならすあかしもすまもおのかうらうら
siranami Fa
tatedo koromo ni
kasanarazu
akasi mo suma mo
ono ga uraura
The whitecaps
Break, yet no sewn robes
Are laid upon each other;
Both Akashi and Suma, too
Are lined with their own shores…
Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
柿本人麻呂
Topic unknown.
都いでて今日みかの原泉河かは風さむし衣かぜ山
miyako idete
keFu mika no Fara
idumigaFa
kaFakaze samusi
koromo kaseyama
Departing the capital,
Today on Mika meadow,
From the River Izumi
Chill is the wind, indeed, so
Lend me your robe, O Kase Moutain!
Anonymous
百草の花のけぶりや七夕の雲の衣の袖に染むらむ
momokusa no
hana no keburi ya
tanabata no
kumo no koromo no
sode ni shimuramu
Are all the grasses
Blooms, a smoke, that into
The Weaver Maid’s
Robe of cloud’s
Sleeves will sink?
Fujiwara no Shunzei
蟬の羽の薄き衣は着たれども恋にあつさやそはむとすらむ
semi no Fa no
usuki koromo Fa
kitaredomo
koFi ni atusaya
soFamu to suramu
Cicada wing
Thin robes
I wore, yet
Is it love that in the heat
Would draw ever nearer?
On wind.
泊瀬風かく吹く宵はいつまでか衣片敷き我がひとり寝む
patuse kaze
kaku puku yopi pa
itu made ka
koromo katasiki
wa ga pitori nemu
The winds at Hatsuse
Blow so tonight:
How long will it last?
A single spread robe
Where I sleep alone…
Anonymous
Left (Win).
さらでだに恨みんと思ふ我妹子が衣の裾に秋風ぞ吹く
sarade dani
uramin to omou
wagimoko ga
koromo no suso ni
akikaze zo fuku
That is not it, yet even so,
I do think to hate
My darling girl,
Her robe hem
Blown by the autumn wind…
Lord Ari’ie .
935
Right.
いかなれば露をば払ふ風の音に物思ふ袖の濡れまさるらん
ika nareba
tsuyu o harau
kaze no oto ni
mono’omou sode no
nuremasaruran
For some reason
Dewdrops blown by
The wind – the mere sound
Brings to my gloomy sleeves
A dampness most extreme…
Jakuren .
936
The Right state: the Left’s poem is most admirable. The Left state: the Right’s poem is definitely not!
In judgement: to give the gist of the comments by the Gentlemen of the Left and the Right, the Left’s poem is admirable, and the Right’s poem is not admirable at all. I see no need to make much more of this round that that, so, the Left wins.
When former emperor Reizei was Crown Prince, and ordered that a hundred poem sequence be presented.
花の色に染めし袂の惜しけれは衣かへうきけふにもあるかな
Fana no iro ni
somesi tamoto no
wosikereba
koromo kaFe uki
keFu ni mo aru kana
The blossoms’ hue
Has dyed my sleeves,
So I do regret
The sorrow of changing clothes
On this day today…
Minamoto no Shigeyuki
源重之
川社しのにおりはへ乾す衣いかに乾せばか七日干ざらん
kaFa yasiro
sino ni oriFaFe
Fosu koromo
ikani Foseba ka
nanoka Fizaran
At a river shrine
Stems of bamboo wave freely
The clothes I’d dry
How should I do so?
Seven days still damp…
Ki no Tsurayuki
紀貫之
数ならぬ我が身は夜の衣がはきつれば人のまづかへすらむ
kazu naranu
wa ga mi wa yoru no
koromogawa
kitsureba hito no
mazu kaesuramu
Numberless are
The nights I’ve spent
Beside the River Robe;
I put it on so he
Will first turn it back.
Minamoto no Shunrai
源俊頼
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