When the moon was shining brightly and I was conversing with a lady, we heard the plovers call:
濱千鳥いづこに鳴くぞ月まつと
| Fama tidori iduko ni naku zo tuki matu to |
Plovers on the beach: Where do they cry? While waiting for the moon… |
I said, and she concluded:
あかしの浦とおもふなるべし
| akasi no ura to omoFunarubesi |
Bright Akashi Bay Must be their thought! |