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