A Deserted Garden

My wife and I were visiting Chabana-no-Sato. CHABANA means flowers for tea ceremonies. When we hold a tea ceremony, we arrange flowers so as to bring the season into the room. The recreation facility is, literally, a tea-ceremony-flower hamlet.
We arrived there to find it having been closed. We sneaked into its garden from behind, wandering about the hill at the back of it. We found some deserted buildings here and there. One of them has (had?) a wonderful Japanese garden, or has an open space which used to be a wonderful Japanese garden.
Some flowers were insisting their prosperity in their good old days.
HITO WA IZA
KOKORO MO SHIRAZU
FURU SATO WA
HANA ZO MUKASHI NO
KA NI NIOI KERU
KINO TSURA-YUKI
(The village of my youth is gone,
New faces meet my gaze,
But still the blossoms at thy gate,
Whose perfume scents the ways,
Recall my childhood's days.)