折る菊の雫を多み若ゆてふ濡れ衣をこそ老いの身にきれ
woru kiku no sizuku wo oFomi wakayu teFu nureginu wo koso oi no mi ni kire |
The picked chrysanthemums Have so many droplets Returning youth, that A dampened, pointless, robe I’ll wear about my aged frame! |
Mibu no Tadamine
壬生忠岑