Left (Tie).
今のまの我身にかぎる鳥のねを誰うきものと歸りそめけん
| ima no ma no wagami ni kagiru tori no ne o tare ukimono to kaerisomeken |
At this time For me, alone, The cock does crow, Asking, ‘Who’s this sad soul?’ Starting out for home… |
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Right
忘れずはなれし袖もや氷覧ねぬ夜の床の霜の小莚
| wasurezu wa nareshi sode mo ya kōruran nenu yo no toko no shimo no samushiro |
If she has forgot-me-not, Might those so familiar sleeves, as mine, Be frozen? A sleepless night abed, Frost forming on my mat of straw… |
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Left.
神無月くれやすき日の色なれば霜の下葉に風もたまらず
| kaminazuki kureyasuki hi no iro nareba shimo no shitaba ni kaze mo tamarazu |
In the Godless Month The swiftly setting sun’s Shade is such That on the frosted under-leaves The wind rests not at all. |
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Right (Win)
花すゝき草のたもとも朽はてぬ馴てわかれし秋をこふとて
| hana susuki kusa no tamoto no kuchihatenu narete wakareshi aki o kou tote |
The miscanthus blooms, Those grassy cuffs, Have withered all away; Parted from accustomed Autumn: that was all their longing… |
84
Left (Tie).
冬きては一夜二夜を玉ざゝの葉分の霜の所せきまで
| fuyu kite wa hito yo futa yo o tama zasa no hawake no shimo no tokoro seki made |
Winter has been here For but a night or two, yet Part the bamboo grass Fronds and frost Is all there is to find. |
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Right
晴曇おなじながめのたのみだに時雨にたゆる遠の里人
| harekumoru onaji nagame no tanomi dani shigure ni tayuru ochi no satobito |
The clear sky clouding over, As I gaze lost into the distance: Even such longings Cease with the showers, O, my distant darling. |
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Left.
あさなあさなあへず散りしく葛の葉に置そふ霜の秋ぞすくなき
| asana asana aezu chirishiku kuzu no ha no okisou shimo no aki zo sukunaki |
Morning after morning Never ceasing, scatter Arrowroot leaves, Burdened by frost: There’s little left, of Autumn now. |
77
Right (Win)
秋はいぬ夕日がくれの峰の松四方の木の葉の後もあひ見ん
| aki wa inu yūhigakure no mine no matsu yomo no ko no ha no nochi mo aimin |
Autumn is now gone; The evening sun concealing Peaks, topped with pines, About them, fallen leaves: An aftermath we’ll watch together. |
78
Left (Win).
高砂の外にも秋は有るものを我ゆふぐれと鹿はなくなり
| takasago no hoka ni mo aki wa aru mono o wa ga yūgure to shika wa nakunari |
In Takasago Alone, autumn It is not, yet as if This dusk is his solely, The stag is belling. |
67
Right
思ひあへず秋ないそぎそ小男鹿のつまどふ山の小田の初霜
| omoiaezu aki na isogi so saoshika no tsumadou yama no oda no hatsushimo |
How unexpected: Autumn, haste not! The stags for Does are seeking on the mount; The plots by first frost touched. |
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Left.
白妙の衣しでうつひゞきより置まよふ霜の色にいづらむ
| shirotae no koromo shide utsu hibiki yori okimayou shimo no iro ni izuramu |
White mulberry cloth Garb fulled hard: Do the echoes Fretful frostfall’s Hues bring forth? |
61
Right (Win)
秋とだにわすれむとおもふ月影をさもあやにくにうつ衣かな
| aki to dani wasuremu to omou tsukikage o samo ayaniku ni utsu koromo kana |
My autumn longings, at least, Thought I to forget, amongst The moonlight, Yet, alas, how Sad the sound of fulling cloth… |
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Left.
獨ぬる山鳥の尾のしだり尾に霜置まよふ床の月かげ
| hitori nuru yamadori no o no shidario ni shimo okimayou toko no tsukikage |
Sleeping solitary, A mountain bird’s tail Droops down and down; Frost forming haphazardly On my moon-brushed bed. |
59
Right
下荻もおきふし待の月の色に身を吹しほる床の秋かぜ
| shitaogi mo okifushi machi no tsuki no iro ni mi o fukishioru toko no aki kaze |
Even the silver under-grass Arises and abeds, awaiting The mid-month moon in whose Hues I’m drenched, gusting Autumn wind across my bed. |
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