Sankashū I: 70

しらかはの春のこずゑの鶯ははなのことばをきくここちする

shirakawa no
haru no kozue no
uguisu wa
hana no kotoba o
kiku kokochisuru

At Shirakawa
In the treetops in springtime,
The warbler to
The blossoms’ tales
Is listening, I feel.

Waka Poetry