Left (Win).
誰にまた千夜に一夜の夜がれしてさすがに我を思ひ出らん
| tare ni mata chiyo ni hitoyo no yogareshite sasuga ni ware o omoi’izuran |
With whom Has he spent these thousand nights, our own single Night interrupted, and yet At last, indeed, it is I He has recalled, it seems! |
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Right.
いかで猶かゝる絶え間を過ぐす身の一夜をだにも明しかねけん
| ikade nao kakaru taema o sugusu mi no hitoyo o dani mo akashikaneken |
How many Such times Have I spent, when once Even a single night Could never end… |
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Both Left and Right state they find no faults to remark upon in the other team’s poem.
In judgement: the matter of the Left’s poem is elegant, but saying ‘it is I’ (ware o) is, perhaps, somewhat over-explicit. I wonder what the Right’s poem is saying with ‘Could never end’ (akashikaneken)? The Left, with its conception of remembering times long past is still the winner.