GSIS XII: 703

To someone who had said, on a day when the rain was pouring down, that the rain was the tears on his sleeves.

見し人に忘られて降る袖にこそ身を志る雨はいつもをやまね

misi Fito ni
wasurarete Furu
sode ni koso
mi wo siru ame Fa
itumo wo yamane
A man saw me
Then forgotten did I spend my days
Upon my sleeves
The rain-knowing well my fate-
Never ceases falling.

Izumi Shikibu
和泉式部

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