Silver Grass.
軒端なるいさゝむら竹それならでそよぐか夜半の荻の上風
| nokiba naru isasamuratake sore narade soyogu ka yowa no ogi no uwakaze |
Close by my eaves, A grove of young bamboo: ’Tis no you, Stirred past midnight, but Wind atop the silver grass. |
Silver Grass.
軒端なるいさゝむら竹それならでそよぐか夜半の荻の上風
| nokiba naru isasamuratake sore narade soyogu ka yowa no ogi no uwakaze |
Close by my eaves, A grove of young bamboo: ’Tis no you, Stirred past midnight, but Wind atop the silver grass. |