Cherry blossom in the rain.
けふも又花にくらしつ春雨の露のやどりを我にかさなん
| kyō mo mata hana ni kurashitsu harusame no tsuyu no yadori o ware ni kasanan | Today once more I have dwelt beneath the blossom, so From spring showers Dewfall a shelter Won’t you lend me? |
水たまる池のつつみのさし柳この春雨にもえ出でにけり
| mizu tamaru ike no tsutsumi no sashiyanagi kono harusame ni moe’idenikeri | Water-filled, The pond is bordered by Standing willows: A spring shower Has brought them into bud. |
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On willows in the rain.
あさみどりそめてかけたる青柳のいとに玉ぬく春雨ぞふる
| asamidori somete kaketaru aoyagi no ito ni tama nuku harusame zo furu | Pale green Dyed and hung Upon the green willow Threads—gemstones threaded By the fall of a spring shower. |
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On willows in the rain.
青柳のいとよりつたふ白露を玉とみるまで春雨ぞふる
| aoyagi no ito yori tsutau shiratsuyu o tama to miru made harusame zo furu | The pale green willow Threads reveal Silver dewdrops— Made to resemble gemstones By the fall of a spring shower. |
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Plum blossom disliking the rain.
我がやどの梅のはなさけり春雨はいたくなふりそちらまくもをし
| wa ga yado no ume no hana sakeri harusame wa itaku na furi so chiramaku mo oshi | At my house The plum blossom has bloomed, so Spring showers, Don’t fall so hard, for Scattered petals I would regret! |
One drizzly morning, when I saw the plum blossom blooming at the Shōchōjuin, and wove a garland from them.
ふる寺の朽木の梅も春雨にそほちて花ぞほころびにける
| furudera no kuchigi no mume mo harusame ni sōchite hana zo hokorobinikeru | At an ancient temple Even the gnarled plum tree, By spring showers Drenched, into blossom Has burst out! |
A warbler after the rain.
春雨の露もまだひず梅がえにうは毛しをれて鶯ぞなく
| harusame no tsuyu mo mada hizu mume ga e ni uwage shiorete uguisu zo naku | The spring shower’s Dewfall’s not yet dried, but Upon the plum branch, Plumage drenched, Sings out the warbler! |
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つゆばかりたのみおかなんことのはにしばしもとまるいのちありやと
| tsuyu bakari tanomi okanan koto no ha ni shibashi mo tomaru inochi ari ya to | Dewdrop fragile Is my trust that dripping On the leaves, your words A little longer might hold My life here, perhaps… |
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Right
はるさめのよにふるそらもおもほえずくもゐながらにひとこふるみは
| harusame no yo ni furu sora mo omohoezu kumoi nagara ni hito kouru mi wa | Spring showers Fall from night time skies—living on Is not for me, I think, for Beyond the clouds lies The one I love… |
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