When Spring Arrives in the Old Year 旧年立春
一とせに春は二たび立ちぬれど老木の花はいかがさくべき
| hitotose ni haru wa futatabi tachinuredo oigi no hana wa ikaga sakubeki | In a single year Spring two times Has come, yet On an aged tree, blossom: How can it bloom? |
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Eikyū hyakushu 415
When Spring Arrives in the Old Year 旧年立春
あらたまの としに二たび はるたてば おいのかずのみ そはりつつ なきむかしこそ こひしけれ あはれわが君 まししとき たつのみかほに ちかづきて てる日のひかり 身をてらし うれしきことを あさゆふの ま袖のうちに つつみても 春はやなぎの まゆひらけ はなのたもとも ほころびて よろこびのみぞ しげりける なつのはじめの しらがさね たちきるままに ほととぎす はなたち花に き鳴きては さ月の玉を ときちらし 秋のはつかぜ ときをつげ 星合の空を みしほどに みねの月かげ 木がくれて 嵐をそらに くもをいたみ 谷のゆふぎり むせびあひて われらが中は しぐれつつ 袖のつららも むすぼほれ いやかたまれる 庭なれや かしらのしもも はらひあへず いかに年月 つもるらん むかしのくすり けがさねど さすがにいのち しなれねば ただ大ぞらを あふぎつつ 身を知る雨に おぼほれて くち木の山の やま人に 成行く身をも いかにせむ けなばけなくて あは雪の あるかなきかの 世にもふるかな
| aratama no toshi ni futatabi haru tateba oi no kazu nomi sowaritsutsu naki mukashi koso koishikere aware wa ga kimi mashishi toki tatsu no mikao ni chikazukite teru hi no hikari mi o terashi ureshiki koto o asa yū no masode no uchi tsutsumite mo haru wa yanagi no mayu hirake hana no tamoto mo hokorobite yorokobi nomi zo shigerikeru natsu no hajime no shiragasane tachikiru mama ni hototogisu hanatachibana ni kinakite wa satsuki no tama o tokichirashi aki no hatsukaze toki o tsuge hoshiai no sora o mishi hodo ni mine no tsukikage kogakurete arashi o sora ni kumo o itami tani no yūgiri musebiaite warera ga naka wa shiguretsutsu sode no tsurara mo musubōre iya katamareru niwa nare ya kashira no shimo mo harai’aezu ikan ni toshitsuki tsumoruran mukashi no kusuri kegasanedo sasuga ni inochi shinareneba tada ōzora o ōgitsutsu mi o shiru ame ni obōrete kuchiki no yama no yamabito ni nariyuku mi o mo ika ni semu kenaba kenakute awayuki no aru ka naki ka no yo ni mo furu kana | When in the new-jewelled Year twice Spring does fall, The weight of age alone Ever piling on Makes those long-gone days So dear. O, when my Lord, Was among us, With his fair face alike a dragon’s, Drawing near, The sun’s bright light Shining from his flesh, and Pleasing things, Both morn and eve, Within fine sleeves Enveloped; In spring, the willows Open up their buds, The blossoms’ sleeves Unravelling, and Pleasure alone Grows wild at The start of summer, when Layered robes of white Are being cut, while The warblers To the orange blossom Do come to sing and The scented baubles of the Fifth Month Undo and scatter; The first gust of autumn Announces the turning season, and While the stars’ meeting in the skies Does fill our gaze, Moonlight above the peaks Hides among the trees, and A sky of storms Scuds the clouds around, while The valleys with evening mists Are choked, and Our friendship, Grows lushly, but Our sleeves with ice Grow stiff – No, a frozen Garden have they become? The frost upon my locks I cannot sweep away! How can the years and months Mount up so? Long ago, my medicines I never did pollute, yet Truly, my life Has not ended yet, so Simply to the skies Will I ever uplift my face, while The rain, which knows my flesh so well, Does drown me, and On a mountain among the rotting trees A dweller Will I become, O, what am I to do! Should it vanish, or should it not, A frothy snowflake, Here, or not, is This world where age drags on! |
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Eikyū hyakushu 401
Preparing Tribute 貢調
長殿の常陸の蔵ひらきあけよけふ御調物をさめみつべ
| nagatono no hitachi no kura hiraki’akeyo kyō mitsukimono osamemitsubeku | The long-halled Storehouses of Hitachi Throw open wide! For today the tribute Must be paid in full! |
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Eikyū hyakushu 394
Mandarin Ducks 鴛鴦
夜をさむみ岩波たかき山川につがはぬをしのすだくなるかな
| yo o samumi iwanami takaki yamakawa ni tsugawanu oshi no sudakunaru kana | On chilly nights, when Waves break upon the boulders In the mountain rivers, The unmated mandarins do Gather and cry out! |
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Eikyū hyakushu 387
Blankets 衾
あせいらばうれたくせこはおもはじや人はだふるなまだらこぶすま
| ase iraba uretaku seko wa omowaji ya hito wa taburu na madara kobusuma | If I’m drenched with sweat, Should I crossly the world Cast from my thoughts? O, don’t drive folk mad, You motley blankets! |
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Eikyū hyakushu 380
Kindling 薪
おく山のならひとなればあなしげの雪よりさきに薪こりつめ
| oku yama no narai to nareba ana shige no yuki yori saki ni takigi koritsume | Deep with the mountains, A custom it has become, so Before the fearful fall of Snow does come, Go cut kindling! |
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Eikyū hyakushu 366
Gosechi 五節
をとめ子が袖ふりそめしをみ衣とよのあかりにたえせざりけり
| otomego ga sode furisomeshi omigoromo toyo no akari ni taesezarikeri | The maidens Have begun to wave the sleeves of Their purification robes; The Festival of New Grain Has endured for ever! |
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Eikyū hyakushu 345
First Snow 初雪
都人まづこはみせん山ざとの庭のこけぢにふれるはつ雪
| miyakobito mazu ko wa misen yamazato no niwa no kokeji ni fureru hatsuyuki | To folk from the capital First of all would I show My mountain home’s Mossy garden paths, where The first snow has fallen. |
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Eikyū hyakushu 331
Crickets 蛬
野風のみさびしきたびの草枕やがてゆひめにきりぎりすなく
| nokaze nomi sabishiki tabi no kusamakura yagate yuime ni kirigirisu naku | The breeze across the meadows is simply Sad, so on this journey, from My pillow of grass, where The stalks intertwine constantly Cry the crickets. |
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Eikyū hyakushū 324
Bell Crickets 鈴虫
東路の不破のせきやのすず虫をむまやにふるとおもひけるかな
| azumaji no fuwa no sekiya no suzumushi o mumaya ni furu to omoikeru kana | On Eastland ways At the barrier house at Fuwa, Bell crickets Falling upon the stables Do I remember! |
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