Dew upon a hut in the fields
からころもいなばの露に袖ぬれて物おもへどもなれるわが身は
| karakoromo inaba no tsuyu ni sode nurete mono’omoedomo nareru wa ga mi wa | My Cathay robe By dew from off the rice-seedlings Has dampened sleeves, and Though I am sunk in gloomy thought, How used my flesh is to it… |
