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Love-Poems
Mureyo hotaru,
Mono iu kao no
Miyuru hodo!
O fireflies, gather here long enough to make visible the face of the person who says these things to me!
Oto mo sede,
Omoi ni moyuru,
Hotaru koso,
Naku mushi yori mo
Aware nari-keri!
Not making even a sound [yet] burning with desire,—for this the firefly indeed has become mote worthy of pity than any insect that cries!
Yū sareba,
Hotaru yori ki ni
Moyuredonio,
Hikari mineba ya
Hito no tsurenaki!
When evening falls, though the soul of me burn more than burns the firefly, as the light [of that burning] is viewless, the person [beloved] remains unmoved.
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