Sanka goban uta’awase 32

五月雨に畔の細道水深み田中の里は人ぞ通はぬ

samidare ni
aze no Fosomiti
midu Fukami
tanaka no sato Fa
Fito zo kayoFanu
In the drizzle
Above the narrow paths between the paddies
So deep is the water that
The dwelling within the rice fields
Is visited by no one at all…

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