On the same conception.
あさとあけてながめやすらんたなばたはあかぬ別のそらをこひつつ
| asa to akete nagame ya suran tanabata Fa akanu wakare no sora wo koFitutu | With the morn, does she open up her door And gaze out? The Weaver Maid, Unsated, her parting in the Skies does ever deeply feel… |
Tsurayuki
