Round Four

Left (Win)

春の夜はいこそねられねねやちかき梅のにほひにおどろかれつつ

haru no yo wa i koso nerarene neya chikaki ume no nioi ni odorokaretsutsu

On a night in springtime I cannot sleep at all, for Close by my bedchamber The scent of plum Ever wakes me from my slumber…

Norimori
7

Right

さ夜ふかみ旅ねの床にかをらずは梅さく宿といかでしらまし

sayo fukami tabine no toko ni ka orazu wa ume saku yado to ikade shiramashi

Deep within brief night In a traveller’s bed No scent reaches me, yet That plum blooms at this dwelling— How is it I might know?

Kenshō
8

The Left is particularly evocative. The Right is from an old poetry match.