Composed gazing at the moon when there were baseless rumours about her.
|ika ni semu
nageki no mori Fa
ko no ma no tuki no
kakurenaki yo wo
|What am I to do?
The sacred groves of Nageki with grief
Grow lush, yet
Between the trees, from the moon
There is no hiding in this world.
The Daughter of Tachibana no Toshimune