tsure mo naki
hito zo nasake mo
shirasekuru
nurezu wa sode ni
tsuki o mimashi ya

He who has been so cruel
Gives me at least this kindness:
Were they not soaked in tears,
how could I have seen
the moon reflected on my sleeves?

Lady Daibu, Heian era, Japan

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