Now that the moon has quietly slipped into view, Shall we take the boat out, just we two? The waves will whisper, hita-hita... And perhaps, we’ll feel a touch of breeze. Into the dark, the lake will grow wide, The drips from the oar, our only guide. A sound so familiar, a friend in the night— Filling the hush where the words took flight. The moon will lean with a listening ear, Perhaps it will even drift a little near. And in the moment of our kiss, The moon will be there, watching above. Still you will murmur, on and on, Little sulks and whims, until they are gone. I’ll listen to all, every word you say— Only, keep the oar moving, slow and light. Now that the moon has quietly slipped into view, Shall we take the boat out, just we two? The waves will whisper, hita-hita... And perhaps, we’ll feel a touch of breeze. Original poem by Nakahara Chūya Translation ©Tsukiyonokarasu, 2026 ── ✴︎ ── 中原中也 『湖上』 ── ✴︎ ── 日本語原文 ポッカリ月が出ましたら、 舟を浮べて出掛けませう。 波はヒタヒタ打つでせう、 風も少しはあるでせう。 沖に出たらば暗いでせう、 櫂から滴垂る水の音は 昵懇しいものに聞こえませう、 ――あなたの言葉の杜切れ間を。 月は聽き耳立てるでせう、 すこしは降りても來るでせう、 われら接唇する時に 月は頭上にあるでせう。 あなたはなほも、語るでせう、 よしないことや拗言や、 洩らさず私は聽くでせう、 ――けれど漕ぐ手はやめないで。 ポッカリ月が出ましたら、 舟を浮べて出掛けませう、 波はヒタヒタ打つでせう、 風も少しはあるでせう。 月夜鴉 http://tsukiyonokarasu.com 🕊️@tsukiyo__karasu
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