Composed in the conception of Love met at lodgings while travelling, at a poetry competition held at the house of the Regent, when he was Minister of the Right.
難波江の蘆のかりねの一夜ゆへ身をつくしてや戀ひわたるべき
naniFa e no
asi no karine no
Fito yo yuFe
mi wo tukusite ya
koFi watarubeki
In Naniwa Bay,
The cut reeds’ roots (A journey’s night)
(So short) and but a single one-for that
Will my breast exhaust itself
With constant yearning?
ositeru
nanipa nö kuni pa
asikaki nö
puri ni si sato tö
pitö mina nö
omopiyasumite
ture mo naku
ari si apida ni
umiwo nasu
nagara nö miya ni
makïbasira
puto taka sikite
wosukuni wo
wosametamapaba oki tu töri
adipu nö para ni monönöpu nö
yaso tömo nö wo pa
ipori site
miyako nasitari
tabi ni pa aredömo
The bright shining
Land of Naniwa is a
Reed-fenced
Ancient home:
All men
Forgot it and
Cared not,
But then
As drawn hemp thread,
At Nagara a palace
With fine wood pillars
Was raised broad and high
For His realm
He rules
As birds offshore
On the field of Ajifu,
As warriors
His many men
Built a shelter,
Making a capital
Though on a journey.