In autumn fields I wait all night, inside a small makeshift field hut; coarse-woven reed mats form the roof— the dew comes through, the dew comes through, and wets my sleeves, and wets my sleeves. 秋の田の Akinotano かりほの庵の Karihonoinono 苫をあらみ Tomawoarami わが衣手は Wagakoromodewa 露にぬれつつ Tsuyuninuretsutsu
