MYS VI: 982

ぬばたまの夜霧の立ちておほほしく照れる月夜の見れば悲しさ

nubatama nö
yogïri nö tatite
opoposiku
tereru tukï yo nö
mireba kanasisa
Lily seed dark
The night mist rises
Blurring
The moonlit night;
How sad the sight.

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