Moment of silence
烟雨濛々春已暮
千峰万壑望欲迷
子規此夕声不絶
夜深更移竹林啼
The rain is thick like mist and spring is coming to an end;
Behold the mountain, then the valley—then your gaze is lost.
The cuckoo has been calling since the sun began to sink;
Deeper night brings song from deeper yet within the trees.
(Ryōkan)
language hat:
Nice translation. Le tien?