Farewell Talk with Saiko by a Rainy Window

A parting meal, low lamp — stay and enjoy it a bit longer;
new mud on the road home — better wait till it dries.
On peaks across the river, clouds only now dispersing;
strings and songs in the house next door just beginning to fade in the night.
Intercalary month this spring — my guest lingers on,
though last night's rain heartlessly scattered the cherry flowers.
From here you go to Mino — not a long way away,
though, growing old, I know how hard it is to meet now and then.
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Rai San'yo
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