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On night.

あしひきの山のあらしは吹かねども君なき宵はかねて寒しも

asipiki nö
yama nö arasi pa
fukanedömo
kimi naki yöpi pa
kanete samusi mo
Foot wearying,
The mountain breeze
Blows not, yet
On night when you’re not here
I already feel the cold.

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