打靡 春去来者 小竹之末丹 尾羽打触而 鶯鳴毛
うちなびく はるさりくれば しののうれに をはうちふれて うぐひすなくも
utinabiku
paru sarikureba
sino no ure ni
wopa utipurete
ugupisu naku mo | When, trailing in,
Comes spring,
The leaf-tips of the arrow bamboo
Brush against the wings and tail
Of the singing warbler! |
さ夜更けてかりのつばさに置く露のきえても物は思ふかぎりを
sayo fukete
kari no tsubasa ni
oku tsuyu no
kietemo mono wa
omou kagiri o | Brief night wears on, and
Upon goose wings
Fall dewdrops,
Vanishing, yet gloom
Fills all of my thoughts… |
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鵲のはにおくつゆの丸きばしふみみぬさきにきえやわたらん
kasasagi no
ha ni oku tsuyu no
marokibashi
fumi minu saki ni
kie ya wataran | Upon magpie
Wings fall dewdrops, while
Upon a log-bridge, I
Set foot; no letter from you before me, so
Shall I vanish, in my crossing? |
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Cranes by the sea.
なにはがたしほひにたてるあしたづのはねしろたへに雪はふりつつ
naniwagata
shiohi ni tateru
ashitazu no
hane shirotae ni
yuki wa furitsutsu | In Naniwa’s tidelands
As the ebb goes out, upon
The crane’s
Wings, white as mulberry cloth,
The snow is ever falling… |
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A place famous for scarlet leaves
はつかりの羽風のさむくなるままにさほの山べは色づきにけり
hatsukari no
hakaze no samuku
naru mama ni
sao no yamabe wa
irozukinikeri | The first geese:
The breeze from off their wings chill
Does turn and
The mountainside at Sao
Takes on autumn hues. |
秋風に山とびこゆるはつ雁のつばさにわくるみねの白雲
akikaze ni
yama tobikoyuru
hatsukari no
tsubasa ni wakuru
mine no shirakumo | On the autumn wind,
Flying ‘cross the mountains,
The first geese
Part with their wings
The clouds so white above the peaks. |
あまの戸をあけがたの空になく雁の翼の露にやどる月影
ama no to o
akegata no sora ni
naku kari no
tsubasa no tsuyu ni
yadoru tsukikage | As the gates of heaven
Open, brightening the sky,
The geese cry, with
Dewdrops on their wings, where
Moonlight lodges. |
鳴きわたる雁のはかぜに雲きえてよぶかき空にすめる月影
nakiwataru
kari no hakaze ni
kumo kiete
yobukaki sora ni
sumeru tsukikage | Crying as they cross,
The geese waft wind with their wings,
Clearing the clouds, and
Deep within the night, the sky fills
With clear moonlight. |
Geese above the sea
わたのはら八重のしほぢにとぶかりのつばさの波に秋風ぞふく
wata no hara
yae no shioji ni
tobu kari no
tsubasa no nami ni
akikaze zo fuku | Across the broad sea sweep
Of eightfold sea-lanes
Fly the geese,
Their wings a wave
In the gusting autumn wind |
On geese flying over a place where the blossom was scattering, for a folding screen picture.
雁がねのかへる翅にかをるなり花をうらむる春の山かぜ
kari ga ne no
kaeru tubasa ni
kaoru nari
hana o uramuru
haru no yamakaze | Geese cry, as
Homeward bound, their wings
Are fragrant with
Blossom borne by the regretful
Mountain breeze in springtime. |
'Simply moving and elegant'
