| やがてブラリとやってくる驟雨。窓辺にはねる雨滴。 彼の立ち去った後に残された花と茎はじっと動かない。 草と葉は打ち重なって、ぬれねずみになりながら、互いに笑いをこらえている。 そして、一人一人があくびをしながら立ち上がる時、陽ははるか西の地平線から長い残光をここまで伸ばしながら、沈む決心を未だつきかねている。 |
Then a shower came wandering
over. The raindrops pattering on the window-sill.
The flowers and their stems were still after it had passed.
Grass and leaves were on top of each other soaked in water and
trying not to laugh.
And when each of them stood up yawning, the sun was stretching
its faint light
from the horizon in the west,unable to decide whether or not to
go down yet.