When at a mountain retreat, on hearing the chirping of the evening cicadas.
葉をしげみゝやまのかげやまがふらむあくるもしらぬひぐらしの聲
| Fa wo sigemi miyama no kage ya magaFuramu akuru mo siranu Figurasi no kowe |
Do the leaves in such profusion in The mountains cast their shade that Confused, perhaps, and Unknowing of the dawn, The evening cicadas chirp on? |