やまぶきのはなの盛になりぬればゐでのわたりにゆかぬ日ぞなき
yamabuki no
hana no sakari ni
narinureba
ide no watari ni
yukanu hi zo naki | The kerria
Blossoms so fine
Have become, so
Toward Ide
There’s not a day I will not go! |
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Kerria on a riverbank.
山吹のはなのしづくに袖ぬれてむかしおぼゆる玉川のさと
yamabuki no
hana no shizuku ni
sode nurete
mukashi oboyuru
tamagawa no sato | From the kerria
Blossom droplets
Have drenched my sleeves, as
I remember days long gone
At the estate of Tamagawa. |
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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. |
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みちすがら散りかふはなを雪とみてやすらふ程にこの日くらしつ
michi sugara
chirikau hana o
yuki to mite
yasurau hodo ni
kono hi kurashitsu | All along, the road is
So scattered with blossom that
Seems as snow
Idling along
Shall I while the day away. |
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春ふかみ花ちりかかる山の井はふるきし水にかはづなくなり
haru fukami
hana chirikakaru
hana no i wa
haru fukishi mizu ni
kawazu nakunari | Deep in springtime
Petals scatter over
The well among the blossom, where
From spring’s ancient waters
The frogs are crying. |
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春くればいとかのやまのいと桜風にみだれて花ぞ散りける
haru kureba
itoka no yama no
itozakura
kaze ni midarete
hana zo chirikeru | When spring comes,
Upon Itoka Mountain
The weeping cherries
Whipped into confusion by the wind
Do scatter blossom! |
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さざ波やしがのみやこの花ざかり風よりさきにとはましものを
sazanami ya
shiga no miyako no
hanazakari
kaze yori saki ni
towamashi mono o | Wavelets wash
The capital of Shiga’s
Profusion of blossom—
Before the wind
I wish that I had paid a call… |
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ちりぬればとふ人もなし故郷ははなぞむかしのあるじなりける
chirinureba
tou hito mo nashi
furusato wa
hana zo mukashi no
aruji narikeru | When they have scattered,
No one comes to call
On my ancient home:
‘Tis the blossom, indeed, as long ago
That is the master! |
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山ざくらいまはのころの花の枝にゆふべの雨の露ぞこぼるる
yamazakura
ima wa no koro no
hana no e ni
yūbe no ame no
tsuyu zo koboruru | The mountain cherries’
End draws near now;
Upon the blossomed branches
The evening rain
Drips as heavy dew. |
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Blossom amid the evening rain.
やま桜あだに散りにし花の枝に夕べの雨の露ぞ残れる
yamazakura
ada ni chirinishi
hana no e ni
yūbe no ame no
tsuyu zo nokoreru | The mountain cherry
Has scattered so swiftly
Upon the branch where blossom lay
The evening rain’s
Dewfall remains! |
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