Left (Win).
秋とだに吹あへぬ風に色かはる生田の杜の露の下草
| aki to dani fukiaenu kaze ni iro kawaru ikuta no mori no tsuyu no shitakusa |
Hardly is autumn Breathed upon the wind, than The hues do change: Within the sacred bounds of Ikuta, Dewfall upon the greenery. |
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Right
須磨の海人のなれにし袖もしほたれぬ關吹こゆる秋の浦風
| suma no ama no narenishi sode mo shiotarenu seki fukikoyuru aki no urakaze |
Fisherfolk at lonely Suma, Long used their sleeves to Drench within the tide; my tears flow as Past the barrier blows The autumn wind from ’cross the bay. |
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