Written on the day of the festival when Captain Michinobu had been a dancer there and we had been there together, after we had both been promoted to the Fourth Rank.
yamawi no midu ni
nawo sono kami no
tamoto koFisi mo
|In the ancient
Indigo waters of a mountain spring
Do I see your face;
Still are those long gone, god-touched,
Sleeves dear to me.