On giving a robe to a certain monk
野べみれば露霜さむみきりぎりすよるの衣のうすくやあるらん
nobe mireba
tsuyujimo samumi
kirigirisu
yoru no koromo no
usuku ya aruran | When I gaze upon the meadows,
How cold the frosty dew upon
The crickets
Night gowns
Seem so thin, do they not… |
Composed listening to crickets chirping one night in the Longest Month.
きりぎりすよはのころものうすきうへにいたくは霜のおかずもあらなん
kirigirisu
yowa no koromo no
usuki ue ni
itaku wa shimo no
okazu mo aranan | The crickets’
Night gowns are
So thin, upon them
Heavily, O, frost,
I would you fall not! |
Singing Girls 妓女
をとめ子がをみのたもとにひれふりて返すま袖をしのばざらめや
otomego ga
omi no tamoto ni
hire furite
kaesu masode o
shinobazarame ya | From the maidens’
Gowns’ sleeves
Their stoles do wave;
The back and forth
I might not recall! |
Toshiyori
'Simply moving and elegant'
