足ひきのやまとびこゆる秋のかりいくへの霧をしのぎきぬらん
ashihiki no
yama tobikoyuru
aki no kari
ikue no kiri o
shinogikinuran | Across the leg-wearying
Mountains fly
The autumn geese:
How many misty layers
Must they have broken through? |
Composed on geese.
かりなきて秋風さむく成りにけりひとりやねなんよるの衣うすし
kari nakite
akikaze samuku
narinikeri
hitori ya nenan
yoru no koromo usushi | The geese are crying, and
The autumn wind
So chill has grown,
Shall I, then, sleep alone
In a scanty night robe? |
むばたまの夜はふけぬらし雁がねの聞ゆる空に月かたぶきぬ
mubatama no
yo o fukenurashi
kari ga ne no
kikoyuru sora ni
tsuki katabukinu | Lily seed dark
Night does seem to break
With goose cries
Sounding from the skies
As the moon has set. |
あまのはらふりさけみればますかがみきよき月よに雁鳴きわたる
ama no hara
furisakemireba
masukagami
kiyoki tsukiyo ni
kari nakiwataru | When, upon the plain of Heaven
I upwards turn my gaze,
Across the clear mirror of
A pure moonlit night
The geese go crying as they cross. |
あまの戸をあけがたの空になく雁の翼の露にやどる月影
ama no to o
akegata no sora ni
naku kari no
tsubasa no tsuyu ni
yadoru tsukikage | As the gates of heaven
Open, brightening the sky,
The geese cry, with
Dewdrops on their wings, where
Moonlight lodges. |
鳴きわたる雁のはかぜに雲きえてよぶかき空にすめる月影
nakiwataru
kari no hakaze ni
kumo kiete
yobukaki sora ni
sumeru tsukikage | Crying as they cross,
The geese waft wind with their wings,
Clearing the clouds, and
Deep within the night, the sky fills
With clear moonlight. |
Geese before the moon
九重の雲ゐをわけて久かたの月の宮こに雁ぞ鳴くなる
kokonoe no
kumoi o wakete
hisakata no
tsuki no miyako ni
kari zo nakunaru | Ninefold,
The clouds are parted, and
Around the eternal
Lunar capital
Goose cries sound. |
Geese above the sea
わたのはら八重のしほぢにとぶかりのつばさの波に秋風ぞふく
wata no hara
yae no shioji ni
tobu kari no
tsubasa no nami ni
akikaze zo fuku | Across the broad sea sweep
Of eightfold sea-lanes
Fly the geese,
Their wings a wave
In the gusting autumn wind |
Geese at a hut among the paddy fields in the evening
かりのゐる門田のいなばうちそよぎたそかれ時に秋風ぞふく
kari no iru
kadota no inaba
uchisoyogi
tasogaredoki ni
akikaze zo fuku | The geese come to rest
Among the rice-seedlings before my door,
Rustling softly
At the twilight hour
With a breath of autumn wind. |
Geese in the evening
夕さればいなばのなびく秋風に空とぶかりの声もかなしや
yū sareba
inaba no nabiku
akikaze ni
ama tobu kari no
koe mo kanashi ya | When the evening comes,
Rice seedlings bend before
The autumn wind, as
The heaven-flying goose
Calls are so sad! |
'Simply moving and elegant'
