朧月夜
菜の花畠に 入り日薄れ
見渡す山の端 霞み深し
春風そよ吹く 空を見れば
夕月かかりて 匂い淡し
里わの火影も 森の色も
田中の小路を たどる人も
蛙の鳴く音も 鐘の音も
さながら霞める 朧月夜
Into the field of golden blossoms
sunset is vanishing.
At the edge of the mountain
the haze is thick
as far as the eye can see.
Spring breezes blows
when I look up in the sky.
the moon of the evening
is floating there.
and it smells thinly.
Firelight in the village,
the color of the forrest,
farmers walking down the trail in rice field,
the sound of frogs croaking,
the echo of a bell,
all seem to be misty
in the night of misty moon.
how beautiful this song is!!
見渡す山の端 霞み深し
春風そよ吹く 空を見れば
夕月かかりて 匂い淡し
里わの火影も 森の色も
田中の小路を たどる人も
蛙の鳴く音も 鐘の音も
さながら霞める 朧月夜
Into the field of golden blossoms
sunset is vanishing.
At the edge of the mountain
the haze is thick
as far as the eye can see.
Spring breezes blows
when I look up in the sky.
the moon of the evening
is floating there.
and it smells thinly.
Firelight in the village,
the color of the forrest,
farmers walking down the trail in rice field,
the sound of frogs croaking,
the echo of a bell,
all seem to be misty
in the night of misty moon.
how beautiful this song is!!