Haru koro no, hana no en. Meguru sakazuki, kage sashite; Chiyo no matsu gae, wake ideshi, Mukashi no hikari, ima izu ko? Aki jinei no, shimo no iro, Nakiyuku kari no, kazu misete; Urutsurugi ni, terisoishi, Mukashi no hikari, ima izu ko?

It was a spring evening A feast of blossoms was held on the tower, and cups of wine were passed around. Then up from the old pine the moon rose. But now, where is the brightness of bygone days? It was a frosty night of autumn. Up above the camp many a wild goose passed, calling. And the moon shone on the unsheathed swords. But now, where is the brightness of bygone days?

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