In every year
Scarlet leaves flow
Upon Tatsuta River;
Is its mouth Autumn's
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In the twilit night
Of Ogura mountain,
Does the belling stag's
Call tell
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In this endless rain
You make the very sky resound,
Cuckoo.
What regrets have you,
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Twisting into thread
Cannot be done with it, yet
This parting path
Runs thinly through my heart,
...
Once I wet my sleeves
Scooping water
It's frozen now
On this first day of spring,
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Parting
Has no hue
And yet
Does it run within our hearts,
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On a summer night,
I wonder if I should to bed, and then
A cuckoo
Gives a single cry and
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My friend
Spreads wide his cloak in a spring shower;
With every fall
The green fields are
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The parting year
Fills me with regret
For in a clear glass
All I see are signs
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The river wind
Bears a chill;
With the rushing
Waves, does
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