Kinkai wakashū 422

秋の野におく白露のあさなあさなはかなくてのみきえやかへらん

aki no no ni
oku shiratsuyu no
asana asana
hakanakute nomi
kie ya kaeran

Upon the autumn plains
Does the fall of silver dewdrops,
Each and every morn,
So fleetingly
Fade away?

422

Waka Poetry