The Endless Lament

Spring rain falls through the cherry blossom,

In long blue shafts

On grasses strewn with delicate stars.

The summer rain sifts through the drooping willow,

Shatters the courtyard

Leaving grey pools.

The autumn rain drives through the maples

Scarlet threads of sorrow,

Towards the snowy earth.

Would that the rains of all the winters

Might wash away my grief!

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 Toyonobu. Exile's Return

The cranes have come back to the temple,

The winds are flapping the flags about,

Through a flute of reeds

I will blow a song.

Let my song sigh as the breeze through the cryptomerias,

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