a sick wild duck falling down with the dark cold to sleep overnight cloud-parting friend!

temporarily this wild goose must go away With a warbler for a soul, it sleeps peacefully, this mountain willow The warbler sings among new shoots of bamboo of coming old age Delight, then sorrow, aboard the cormorant fishing boat But for a woodpecker tapping at a post, no sound at all in the house Even in yoto, how ! long for yoto when the cuckoo sings