Sanekata Shū 226

風をいたみ本荒の萩の露だにもあはれいかなる人を待つらむ

kaze wo itami
motoara no Fagi no
tuyu dani mo
aFare ikanaru
Fito wo maturamu

Biting is the wind upon
The sparse bush clover;
Even a dewdrop there
Sadly, for someone
Seems to wait…

Waka Poetry