MYS VII: 1069

Composed upon the moon.

常はさね思はぬものをこの月の過ぎ隱らまく惜しき宵かも

tune pa sane
omopanu monö wo
könö tukï nö
sugi kakuramaku
wosiki yöpi ka mo
Not ever
Would I feel this, yet
That this moon
Should pass and set
Makes this night a sorrow.

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