Moon Over a Snowfield by Kawamoto Ryokuseki (雪原の月 / 河本緑石)

I was cast out into this frozen waste.
The sharp half moon
is swirling round and round.
My feet are freezing
and the farmers’ lamps have just been buried in the snow.
There is no one on this pallid field
but me and my freezing soul.

私はこんな雪原の中に投り出されてしまつた。
鋭い半月が
キリ/\渦巻いてゐる。
私の足は凍てつき
農民の灯は雪にうづもれてばかり。
人一人ゐない青白い雪原で
私は心を凍らしてばかり。

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s