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Cherry blossoms and evening lanterns frame a woman’s memory of a lover and the uncertainty of his return. This English version is an editorial translation for access; the Japanese text remains available alongside it for comparison.

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日本語原文 Japanese original

目黒川情話  奈良みづゑ   2024.1.17
 
桜吹雪の目黒川
今年も紬つむぎに半幅帯で
川面に映す襟足視れば
うす桃色の花びら一つ
残照のこりび照らす女肌
 
春の嵐に揺れて舞う
東山橋ぼんぼり灯り
いついつまでも悲しみひいて
わが身遊ぶや喜ぶや
こぼす涙も嘆き橋
 
鬢びんのほつれに細指そえて
華の乱れに吐息をもらす
ふと耳許で囁くは
ああなつかしやまぼろしか
忘れもしない声の主
 
嘘ならいらない、もういらないわ
気まぐれ貴方と つきあうなんて
嘘よ、うそうそ、あたしを棄てて
青き粽ちまきに走ったあなた
愛してる? 愛してるから帰って来たの?

English translation 英訳

AI-assisted English translation. The Japanese original remains authoritative.

Sakura Snow on the Meguro River

Again this year, in a silk kimono with a half-sash,

Reflecting the collar of my sleeves on the river's surface,

I see a faint pink petal,

Lighted by the lingering sun on a woman's skin.

Dancing in the spring storm,

The lanterns of Higashiyama Bridge.

Always, always, sorrow draws me in,

My body plays, my heart rejoices.

My tears spill, my sighs echo on the Bridge of Lament.

With fine fingers, I smooth the tangle of my hair,

And breathe in the chaos of the flowers.

Suddenly, a whisper at my ear:

"Ah, how nostalgic, how fleeting, this mirage."

The voice I cannot forget.

A lie is not needed, no more, no more.

"You, with your fickle heart, to be with you—

A lie, a lie, you have cast me aside.

You ran, wild and blue, after the green rice dumpling.

Do you love me? Did you come back because you loved me?

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