On the Seventh Night, when someone’s child had been born.
雲ゐにもいまはまつらむあしべなる声ふりたつるつるのひな鳥
| kumoi ni mo ima wa matsuramu ashibenaru koe furitatsuru tsuru no hinadori | Within the clouds, too, Now, they are surely celebrating Among the reed-beds The song arises of A crane’s chick! |
Fujiwara no Motozane