Akikaze ni (Shin Kokin-shu / Sakyo no Daibu Akisuke, Hyakunin Isshu No. 79) Garu JP
Off the last bus, onto the night road
The sky sealed under a thick lid of clouds
No way to tell where the moon might be
I pull out my earphones and start to walk
A wind picks up, the clouds begin to move
The night grows just a little restless
Through a rift in the clouds trailing on the autumn wind
How clear the moonlight comes streaming through
Light spilled out from a break in the clouds
The world paused once to catch its breath
The rooftops of town, the tips of the leaves
Reborn in a rustling, crystal-clear color
In mere seconds the moon hides again
The night road returns to its old darkness
And yet, deep in my eyes it remains
A keepsake of that pure, clear light
More than any cloudless night, why is
A moment of moon through clouds so beautiful
Through a rift in the clouds trailing on the autumn wind
How clear the moonlight comes streaming through
A poet a thousand years ago, surely
Stood still beneath this very light
Saying no words could ever hold it
Yet left it in thirty-one syllables
The longer it kept us waiting, the clearer the light
The more it was hidden, the brighter it shines
Even over days that stay overcast
A break in the clouds is already prepared
Through a rift in the clouds trailing on the autumn wind
How clear the moonlight comes streaming through
Through a rift in the clouds trailing on the autumn wind
How clear the moonlight comes streaming through
No need to hurry down the road home
The clouds might open one more time
I'm glad I kept looking up at tonight's sky
The same light as a thousand years ago
The moon comes streaming through...
How clear its light
