Shitagō-shū 141

The grasses’ fragrance.

床夏の露うちはらふ宵ごとに草のかうつるわがたもとかな

tokonatsu no
tsuyu uchiharau
yoigoto ni
kusa no kōtsuru
wa ga tamoto kana

From the pinks
The dewdrops I do brush
Every single night, so
The grasses’ fragrance has
Shifted to my sleeves!

Saemon

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