Искусствоед
Hitomaro
When I left my girl
In her grave on Mount Hikite
And walked down the mountain path,
I felt as though I were dead.
(from "One Hundred Poems from the Japanese)
transl. by Kenneth Rexroth
Fusuma ji wo
Hikite no yama ni
Imo wo okite
Yama ji wo yukeba
Ikeri to mo nashi
When I left my girl
In her grave on Mount Hikite
And walked down the mountain path,
I felt as though I were dead.
(from "One Hundred Poems from the Japanese)
transl. by Kenneth Rexroth
Fusuma ji wo
Hikite no yama ni
Imo wo okite
Yama ji wo yukeba
Ikeri to mo nashi