Eikyū hyakushu 331

Crickets 蛬

野風のみさびしきたびの草枕やがてゆひめにきりぎりすなく

nokaze nomi
sabishiki tabi no
kusamakura
yagate yuime ni
kirigirisu naku
The breeze across the meadows is simply
Sad, so on this journey, from
My pillow of grass, where
The stalks intertwine constantly
Cry the crickets.

Nakazane

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