In thick profusion flowers bloom

And with the arrival of autumn

That season's colors give their cast

To vermillion spears of grain

And my heart completely yields

Like the duck weed in the rapids

Of Asuka's river that circles as a sash

Kamunabiyama whose name recalls sweet sake

If this heart must melt as the morning dew

Then so let it be

Secret mistress for whom I yearn

And would meet even openly

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