Blind AutumnI ![]() Wind picks up and waves are rumbling as I raise my arms before infinity. ![]() Coming into view now—cluster amaryllis, but eventually they too will be crushed. ![]() Wind picks up and waves are rumbling as I raise my arms before infinity. ![]() How often have I sighed despairingly at the thought that I would never return . . . ![]() My youth is already a hardened artery through which flow cluster amaryllis and evening sun. ![]() Quiet, gorgeous and brimming, like the last smile of a leaving woman, ![]() solemn, rich, desolate, unusual, warm, glittery, it touches my heart . . . ![]() Ah, how it touches my heart . . . ![]() Wind picks up and waves are rumbling as I raise my arms before infinity. ![]() ![]() II ![]() How this may change, how that may change, I don’t care. ![]() What this means, what that means, these really don’t matter. ![]() All you need is faith in yourself! Leave everything else as it is . . . ![]() Faith, faith, faith, faith— the only thing that doesn’t make your deeds sinful. ![]() Just be at your ease, cheerful, and as quietly as a wisp of straw, fill the kettle with morning dew and spring to your feet! ![]() ![]() III ![]() My Santa Maria! I did cough up blood! And since you didn’t want my sympathy, I was well and truly beaten . . . ![]() Although that’s because I showed no deference, although that’s because I had no guts, since it was so natural to love you, you loved me too, but . . . ![]() Ah! My Santa Maria! Though there’s no helping it now, I’ll tell you something— ![]() that you can love a person naturally, but naturally doesn’t happen so often, and that’s something not just anyone’s allowed to know. ![]() ![]() IV ![]() Would she at least open her heart to me when I’m dying? For that, don’t put on powder, for that, don’t put on powder. ![]() Just silently open your heart and radiate towards my eyes. Please don’t think of anything, anything to do with me. ![]() Just let your eyes well up, breathe warmly. If the tears flow, ![]() you could fall on me suddenly to take my life. Then I would comfortably follow a snaky path up to the land of the dead. ![]() 盲目の秋 ![]() I ![]() 風が立ち、浪が騒ぎ、
![]() その間、小さな紅の花が見えはするが、
![]() 風が立ち、浪が騒ぎ、
![]() もう永遠に帰らないことを思つて
![]() 私の青春はもはや堅い血管となり、
![]() それはしづかで、きらびやかで、なみなみと湛へ、
![]() 厳かで、ゆたかで、それでゐて佗しく
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![]() 風が立ち、浪が騒ぎ、
![]() II ![]() これがどうならうと、あれがどうならうと、 そんなことはどうでもいいのだ。 ![]() これがどういふことであらうと、それがどういふことであらうと、 そんなことはなほさらどうだつていいのだ。 ![]() 人には自恃があればよい! その余はすべてなるまゝだ…… ![]() 自恃だ、自恃だ、自恃だ、自恃だ、 ただそれだけが人の行ひを罪としない。 ![]() 平気で、陽気で、藁束のやうにしむみりと、 朝霧を煮釜に填めて、跳起きられればよい! ![]() III ![]() 私の聖母!
おまへが情けをうけてくれないので、
![]() それといふのも私が素直でなかつたからでもあるが、
私がおまへを愛することがごく自然だつたので、
![]() おゝ! 私の聖母!
せめてこれだけ知るがいい―― ![]() ごく自然に、だが自然に愛せるといふことは、
そしてこのことを知ることが、さう誰にでも許されてはゐないのだ。 ![]() IIII ![]() せめて死の時には、 あの女が私の上に胸を披いてくれるでせうか。
![]() ただ静かにその胸を披いて、 私の眼に輻射してゐて下さい。
![]() ただはららかにはららかに涙を含み、 あたたかく息づいてゐて下さい。 ――もしも涙がながれてきたら、 ![]() いきなり私の上にうつ俯して、 それで私を殺してしまつてもいい。 すれば私は心地よく、うねうねの暝土の径を昇りゆく。 |
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