奧山の臥す猪の床や荒れぬらんかるもゝ絶えぬ雪のしるしに
| okuyama no fusu i no toko ya arenuran karumo mo taenu yuki no shirushi ni |
In the mountains’ heart, The wild boar lies to make his bed, Is it all ruined, I wonder? For the dried grasses have vanished Beneath the signal snow. |