japanese translation, quick dump

(i)

yama fukami
haru to mo shiranu
matsu no to ni
taedae kakaru
yuki no tamamizu

A famous Japanese translator gave the following rendition in English:

deep in the mountains,
beyond the knowledge of spring,
on a pine bough door
there are faintly suspended
beads of liquid snow
Japanese poetry translation

(ii)

tsukuzuku to
hitori kiku yo no
ame no ne wa
furi o yamu sae
sabishikarikeri

The same Japanese translator gave the following rendition in English, retaining the content at its basic level while ensuring the translation was poetically accurate:
***
oh lingeringly
listen to the rain in the evening,
for this is the rain of parting
falling heavily yet afraid
which strikes one by one
upon the leaves of the bamboo fence
and strings its pearls on a branch
***
longing to be strung,
listen, rain's beads, on a solitary branch of the eaves:
even when it stops dripping,
the sadness of that sound lingers
***
Ah! That the rain on yonder roof
should break and end its soft decline...
yet fall to silence at the eaves.
***
An English student studying Japanese in their first year of university gave this as a translation:

Listen:
you who are all alone, if
you knock on the door of the rain,
even if it will open,
only the loneliness will increase ten-thousandfold
***
Google Translate gave the following translation of the above:

Continue to fall,
do not hear the rain.
But soon, the. Rain of tears
and lonely, so cold!
***
The above poem was translated into English, then rewritten by Vladimir Nabokov:

When far away,
listen, dear,
to the rain's laments:
dialoguing with hollow branches
it sways and mingles its pains with theirs –
the pains of ecstasies unknown to you.
***
The above poem was translated into English by a young bilingual child:

Rain or snow

I will not ever stop coming

even if disappear

the lonely wetness of rain

and snow
***
In rendering the above in English, we should take care to retain the original rhythm and patter:

Though falling, still
listen, rain of night!
western wind!
where the beaded dew
that falls down slowly
as if to break it,
and melts away before it?

***

A literal, nearly word-for-word translation of the above would be:

(ii)

[There is] one [who] passes by, listening, oh,
The sound of the rain, even stopping it, oh,
Is desolate and lonesome.