Искусствоед
The Regent Fujiwara no Go-Kyōgoku
The cricket cries
In the frost.
On my narrow bed,
In a folded quilt,
I sleep alone.
(from "One Hundred Poems from the Japanese)
transl. by Kenneth Rexroth
Kirigirisu
Naku
ya shimo yo no
Sumu shiro ni
Koromo katashiki
Hitori ka mo nemu
The cricket cries
In the frost.
On my narrow bed,
In a folded quilt,
I sleep alone.
(from "One Hundred Poems from the Japanese)
transl. by Kenneth Rexroth
Kirigirisu
Naku
ya shimo yo no
Sumu shiro ni
Koromo katashiki
Hitori ka mo nemu