When it had been raining for a long time in the Fifth Month, a man went to visit a woman he had not seen for some time; she composed:
つれづれとながむる空の郭公とふにつけてぞ音はなかれける
| turedure to nagamuru sora no Fototogisu toFu ni tukete zo ne Fa nakarekeru |
Aimlessly Gazing upon the skies; A cuckoo Comes calling and Now hear the cries! |
Anonymous