Dwarf Bamboo 小篠
あさまだきをざさが原を分けゆけば露けぎ袖を人やとがめん
asa madaki ozasa ga hara o wakeyukeba tsuyukeki sode o hito ya togamen | Just before the break of dawn Through a grove of dwarf bamboo Do I forge my way, so Will my dew-drenched sleeves By folk be condemned? |
Daishin