Even in Kyoto/Hearing the cuckoo's cry/I long for Kyoto
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
Mountain-rose petals Falling, falling, falling now... Waterfall music
Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old - / These fields and mountains!
The old pond, ah! A frog jumps in: The water's sound.