周防内侍
すおうのないし
春の夜の 夢ばかりなる 手枕に
かひなく立たむ 名こそ惜しけれ
歌意
春の夜の儚い夢のような、そんなあてにならないお戯れに心を許して、つまらない浮き名が立ってしまうことだけが残念です。
English Translation
If, but through the dreams
Of a spring's short night, I'd rest
Pillowed on this arm,
And my name were blameless stained,
Hard, indeed, would be my fate.
Of a spring's short night, I'd rest
Pillowed on this arm,
And my name were blameless stained,
Hard, indeed, would be my fate.
出典 / Source
Clay MacCauley, Hyakunin-Isshu (Single Songs of a Hundred Poets)
1917年
Yokohama: Kelly and Walsh, Ltd., 1917. Public domain.
