Empress Iwanohime

My Lord Has Departed

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My lord has departed
And the time has grown long.
Shall I search the mountains,
Going forth to meet you,
Or wait for you here?

No? I would not live,
longing for you.
On the mountain crag, rather,
Rock-root as my pillow,
Dead would I lie.

Yet even if it be so
I shall wait for my lord
Till on my black hair --
Trailing fine in the breeze --
The dawn's frost shall fall.

In the autumn field,
Over the rice-ears,
The morning mist trails,
Vanishing somewhere...
Can my love fade too?

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