18. 住みの江の 岸による波 よるさへや 夢の通ひ路 人目よくらむ 藤原敏行 Even in the dreams mid-night, I could see her scarcely Like the waves at Suminoe flapping over dark night. Is it because she is escaping from the eyes of people desperately? Even in the paths in the night-dreams imaginary. By Toshiyuki Fujiwara Translated by Kota Nakako
中湖 康太