Sanekata Shū 167

One spring, when there had been many fires in the houses of people in the world, a woman sent me a yam:


kono Faru Fa
turenaki Fito Fa
ikaga miruramu
This spring
Not uncommon are
Roast yams and burnt out homes:
A heartless man,
What might he think of them?

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