あま衣たみのの島になくたづのこゑききしよりわすれかねつも
amagoromo
tamino no shima ni
naku tazu no
koe kikishi yori
wasurekanetsuru | Fishers’ garb drapes
Tamino Isle, where
Crying cranes—
Ever since I heard her
I have been unable to forget. |
459
なにはがた浦よりをちに鳴くたづのよそに聞きつつこひやわたらん
naniwagata
ura yori ochi ni
naku tazu no
yoso ni kikitsutsu
koi ya wataran | In Naniwa’s tidelands
Distant from the shore
Cry cranes—
Hearing ever from afar
Will my love for her go on and on? |
458
わが恋はあまのはらとぶあしたづの雲ゐにのみや鳴きわたりなん
wa ga koi wa
ama no hara tobu
ashitazu no
kumoi ni nomi ya
nakiwatarinan | My love is as
Across the plains of Heaven soaring
Cranes—is it
Simply from within the clouds that
They cry on? |
435
久かたのあまの河原にすむたづも心にもあらぬねをや鳴くらん
hisakata no
ama no kawara ni
sumu tazu mo
kokoro ni mo aranu
ne o ya nakuran | By the eternal
Riverside of Heaven,
Dwell cranes—do they, too,
Reft of all sense
Simply cry? |
434
Frost
なにはがたあしのはしろく置く霜のさえたるよはにたづぞ鳴くなる
naniwagata
ashi no ha shiroku
oku shimo no
saetaru yowa ni
tazu zo nakunaru | In Naniwa’s tidelands
Upon the reed-fronds whitely
Falls the frost
At chill midnight
When the cranes are crying. |
夕づくよさはべにたてるあしたづの鳴くねかなしき冬はきにけり
yūzukuyo
sawabe ni tateru
ashitazu no
naku ne kanashiki
fuyu wa kinikeri | On a moonlit night
Arising from the marsh side
The cranes’
Cries tell that sad
Winter has come. |
いまはしもわかれもすらし棚機のあまの河原にたづぞ鳴くなる
ima wa shimo
wakare mo surashi
tanabata no
ama no kawara ni
tazu zo nakunaru | Now, above all painful
Parting does seem to be for
The Weaver Maid
On Heaven’s riverside
The cranes are a’crying. |
たなばたの別ををしみ天河やすのわたりにたづもなかなん
tanabata no
wakare o oshimi
ama no kawa
yasu no watari ni
tazu mo nakanan | The Weaver Maid
Her parting does regret
On the River of Heaven
At Yasu crossing,
O, cranes, cry, too! |
恋恋ひてまれにあふよの天のがは川せのたづはなかずもあらなん
koigoite
mare ni au yo no
ama no gawa
kawase no tazu wa
nakazu mo aranan | Ever in love, yet
Meeting but rarely, tonight
On the River of Heaven’s
Rapids, O, cranes,
Won’t you cease your cries? |
On the moon by the sea, for a poetry match held at the Poetry Office.
和歌のうらに月のでしほのさすままによるなくつるの声ぞかなしき
waka no ura ni
tsuki no deshio no
sasu mama ni
yoru naku tsuru no
koe zo kanashiki | Above the Bay of Waka
The moon emerges and upon Deshio
As it shines
At night the crying cranes’
Calls are sad, indeed. |
Former Major Archbishop Jien
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