Composed on the conception of love as a year passes when people were at the residence of the Regent and former Minister of the Left.
われがみはとがへるたかとなりにけりとしはふれどもこゐはわすれず
| ware ga mi Fa togaFeru taka to narinikeri tosi Fa Furedomo kowi Fa wasurezu | My flesh as A hawk returning to its mews Has become; A year has passed, yet This love I will not forget. |
The Minister of the Left [Minamoto no Toshifusa]
消えはてて煙は空にかすむとも雲のけしきを我としらじな
| kiehatete keburi wa sora ni kasumu tomo kumo no keshiki o ware to shiraji na | All but gone, The smoke across the sky Is hazed, yet In the vista of the clouds, You would not know ’tis I. |
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In reply:
かすめよな思ひ消えなむ煙にもたちおくれてはくゆらざらまし
| kasumeyo na omoi kienamu keburi ni mo tachiokurete wa kuyurazaramashi | O, let it be hazed! Should I from love’s fires, and In smoke Drift away, I would not want to waver! |
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