On the first day of the Eighth Month, after His Majesty, Retired Emperor Kazan had given me a bow, and the day when I had to depart was delayed, as if to say, ‘When is it that you’re really off?’ His Majesty said:
言へばあり言はねば苦しわかれぢを
| iFeba ari iFaneba kurusi wakaredi wo |
When I say, ‘Farewell’, you linger on, but To leave it unsaid, a painful Parting, it would be… |
And I sadly replied:
そのほどゝだにいかできこえじ
| sono Fodo to dani ika de kikoezi |
If only the appointed date, I could, Somehow, leave unmentioned… |