Spring 9

Left (Tie).


miyoshino wa
hana ni utsurou
yama nareba
haru sae miyuki
furusato no sora
When fair Yoshino is
Filled with fading flowers,
All across the mountain,
Still thick with spring snows are
The skies above my ancient home.




sakura iro no
niwa no haru kaze
ato mo nashi
towaba zo hito no
yuki to dani min
Cherry blossom hued
My garden has the spring breeze stained,
With not a dint upon it,
Should someone come calling,
He would swear snow had fallen.


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