Around the last day of the Fifth Month, when she had been lying awake all night, filled with gloomy thoughts.
koyoi ni tsukinu
mi o shiru ame wa
itsuka o yaman
|All things have an end, so|
This night’s endless
The rainfall of my misery—
O, when might they cease to fall?
Lady Aki, in service to the Empress Ikuhōmon’in