かりなきてさむきあさけの露霜にやののかみ山色づきにけり
kari nakite
samuki asake no
tsuyujimo ni
yano no kamiyama
irozukinikeri | The geese cry and
At a dawn so chill
Frosted dewfall turns
Divine Mount Yano
To autumn hues. |
On giving a robe to a certain monk
野べみれば露霜さむみきりぎりすよるの衣のうすくやあるらん
nobe mireba
tsuyujimo samumi
kirigirisu
yoru no koromo no
usuku ya aruran | When I gaze upon the meadows,
How cold the frosty dew upon
The crickets
Night gowns
Seem so thin, do they not… |
朝まだきをのの露霜さむければ秋をつらしと鹿ぞ鳴くなる
asa madaki
ono no tsuyujimo
samukereba
aki o tsurashi to
shika zo nakunaru | In the early morn
The meadows’ frosted dew
Is cold, so
At the cruelty of autumn
A stag bells out! |
'Simply moving and elegant'
