なよ竹のななのももそぢおいぬれどやそのちふしは色もかはらず
nayotake no
nana no momosoji
oinuredo
yaso no chifushi wa
iro mo kawarazu | The young bamboo
Seven hundred years of
Age has reached, yet
O’er eighty thousand joints
Will its hues remain unchanged! |
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百足らず八十隈坂に手向けせば過ぎにし人にけだし逢はむかも
momo tarazu
yaso kumasaka ni
tamukeseba
suginisi pito ni
kedasi apamu kamo | Not reaching one hundred are
The eighty crannies of this hill, where
When I make my offerings
He who is gone
I may meet once more. |
Osakabe no Tarimaro
On viewing peach blossom on the Third Day of the Third Month.
みちよへてなりけるものをなどてかはももとしもはたなづけそめけん
mitiyo Fete
narikeru mono wo
nado te ka Fa
momo tosi mo Fata
nadukesomeken | Three thousand years
They take to ripen, so
Why is it that
A hundred still is
Their name? |
Emperor Kazan
'Simply moving and elegant'
