MYS IV: 493


okite yukaba
imo kopimu ka mo
sikitapë nö
kurokami sikite
nagaki könö yo wo
Were we to part and I depart,
My darling, would you still love me?
The folded cloth
Of your black tress spread
All the long night through.

Ichihi, Lord Tabe

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