眞木柱ほめて造れる殿のごといませ母刀自面變はりせず
makïbasira pomete tukureru tönö nö götö imase papa tözi ome kapari sezu |
With pillars of noble wood Was constructed, with a paen, This great hall, even so Is my mother, the chatelaine: Let her face remain unchanged. |
The above poem is by Sakatabe no Obitomaro.