In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger.
In this world we walk on the roof of hell gazing at flowers
What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.
Don't worry, spiders, I keep house casually.
In spring rain a pretty girl yawning.
All the time I pray to Buddha I keep on killing mosquitoes.
Listen, all creeping things, the bell of transience.
O snail Climb Mount Fuji But slowly, slowly!
Even in warmest glow how cold my shadow
The world of dew is the world of dew. And yet, and yet--
Where there are humans, You'll find flies, And Buddhas.
Summer night-- even the stars are whispering to each other.
Here I'm here- the snow falling.
In the city fields Contemplating cherry-trees... Strangers are like friends
Not gifted with genius but honestly holding his experiences deep in his heart, he kept his simplicity and humanity.
Giddy grasshopper Take care...do not leap and crush These pearls of dewdrop
Arise from sleep, old cat, And with great yawns and stretchings... Amble out for love
There is no stranger under the cherry tree.
Even with insects - some can sing, some can't.
Reflected in the dragonfly's eye -- mountains.
Red morning sky - snail, are you glad of it?
Don't kill!... The fly is asking you To save his life By rubbing his hands together
Don't weep, insects -- Lovers, stars themselves, Must part.
before the gate -- my walking stick's made a river of melting snow
Moon, plum blossoms, this, that, and the day goes
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