Christopher Tin
Mado Kara Mieru/en
Mado Kara Mieru / Through The Window I See
Through the window I see
One shining plum blossom
That warmth of
One blossom
Through the window, I see
Radiant greenery for the eyes
A mountain cuckoo
Ah, the first bonito
Through the window, I see
The refreshing autumn wind
Churns in the mountains
And that over there - a bell's voice
My remaining days
How much more is there to live?
The night is brief
Life is short
Through the window, I see
Cold snow all around the house
In bed I think
Only of this
Through the window, I see
This cheerful iris
A lone, white flower
In this springtime dusk