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ほにもいでぬ山田をもると藤衣いなばのつゆにぬれぬ日ぞなき
Fo ni mo idenu yamada wo moru to Fudi koromo inaba no tuyu ni nurenu Fi zo naki |
Not yet have the ears formed In this mountain field I ward – My coarse-cloth cloak By the dewdrops on the seedlings Drenched every day. |
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