世界復興芸術祭2020
入学の児ら停年のわれの顔 丸く幼く描きくれたり The children entering the school drew my face round and young as I was approaching retirement. |
蔓先をぐんぐんのばす苦瓜は 育ち盛りの少年に似る The bitter melon that grows on the end of the vine resembles a growing boy. |
乳の匂ひすこし残せる少女らの 夢のごとくに合歓の花咲く Just like in the dreams of girls who still have a hint of milk in their veins, they bloom with joy. |
「おはよう」と見知らぬ子らの明るさが 老いわれをつつむ露草の径 The bright voices of strange children greeting old me “Good morning” in the path of the dew grasses. |
木漏日を鼬馳せ去るその瞬間 波だつ背にいのち漲る A weasel runs away through the sunshine, and at that moment, life pours out of his surging back |
入学の児ら 停年のわれの顔 丸く幼く描きくれたり The children entering the school drew my face round and young as I was approaching retirement. |
蔓先をぐんぐんのばす 苦瓜は 育ち盛りの少年に似る The bitter melon that grows on the end of the vine resembles a growing boy. |
乳の匂ひすこし残せる 少女らの 夢のごとくに 合歓の花咲く Just like in the dreams of girls who still have a hint of milk in their veins, they bloom with joy. |
「おはよう」と 見知らぬ子らの明るさが 老いわれをつつむ 露草の径 The bright voices of strange children greeting old me “Good morning” in the path of the dew grasses. |
木漏日を 鼬馳せ去るその瞬間 波だつ背にいのち漲る A weasel runs away through the sunshine, and at that moment, life pours out of his surging back |