散りのこるきしの山吹春ふかみこの一枝をあはれといはなん
chirinokoru
kishi no yamabuki
haru fukami
kono hito eda o
aware to iwanan | A scattered remnant of
Kerria from the bank
In the depths of spring, that
This single stem arouses
Pity, I would have you say. |
On picking some kerria and thinking of sending it to someone.
おのづからあはれともみよ春ふかみちりのこる岸の山吹のはな
onozukara
aware tomo miyo
haru fukami
chiri nokoru kishi no
yamabuki no hana | ‘Tis natural that
With pity would you behold them!
In the depths of spring
The scattered remnants on the bank of
Kerria blossom. |
Composed while watching kerria being blown by the wind.
わが心いかにせよとか山吹のうつろふ花のあらしたつらん
wa ga kokoro
ika ni seyo to ka
yamabuki no
utsurou hana no
arashi tatsuran | My heart,
O, what is it to do?
For upon the kerria’s
Fading blossom
The storm wind would descend… |
Composed on kerria on a day when it was raining.
春雨のつゆのやどりを吹く風にこぼれてにほふやまぶきの花
harusame no
tsuyu no yadori o
fuku kaze ni
koborete niou
yamabuki no hana | A spring shower of
Dewdrops have found lodging:
Blown by the wind,
They spill, scented by
The kerria blossom. |
わがやどの八重のやまぶき露をおもみうちはらふ袖のそほちぬるかな
wa ga yado no
yae no yamabuki
tsuyu o omomi
uchiharau sode no
sōchinuru kana | At my home
The eightfold kerria is
Weighed down with dew;
Brushing it away, my sleeves
Are completely soaked! |
Created with Soan.
Composed after picking some kerria.
今いくか春しなければ春雨にぬるともをらん山吹の花
ima ikuka
haru shinakereba
harusame ni
nuru tomo oran
yamabuki no hana | Now, there’s but a few days
Left ‘til the death of spring, so
Though spring showers
Soak me, I’ll pick some
Kerria blossom. |
Created with Soan.
たちかへりみれどもあかず山吹のはなちる岸の春の川なみ
tachikaeri
miredomo akazu
yamabuki no
hana chiru kishi no
haru no kawanami | Rising and returning,
I gaze and yet am never sated by
Kerria
Blossom scattered on the bank in
Springtime washed by waves upon the river. |
Created with Soan.
After I had had a large number of people compose on kerria on the riverbed.
こゑたかみかはづなくなりゐでの川きしの山吹いまかちるらん
koe takami
kawazu nakunari
ide no kawa
kishi no yamabuki
ima ka chiruran | With voices loud
The frogs are crying;
Is it that on Ide’s river
Banks the kerria
Now are scattering? |
Created with Soan.
たまもかるゐでの河風吹きにけりみなわにうかぶ山ぶきのはな
tamamo karu
ide no kawakaze
fukinikeri
minawa ni ukabu
yamabuki no hana | Reaping gemweed
At Ide the breeze over the river
Has blown, and
Floating on the water-foam are
Kerria blossoms. |
Created with Soan.
Composed on kerria.
玉もかるゐでのしがらみ春かけて咲くや河せのやまぶきのはな
tamamo karu
ide no shigarami
haru kakete
saku ya kawase no
yamabuki no hana | Reaping gemweed
From the weirs at Ide—
Have they captured spring, that
Flowering on the river rapids are
Kerria blossom? |
Created with Soan.
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