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Tatsuji Miyoshi

Verses on a Village Brew

The day has ended

The day has ended. Fill your
own sake-cup, the rest is all in vain
Sing to yourself your own verse
The moon will soon hang on the pines


The sake-cup is small

The sake-cup is small, yet
in a world where many are deceitful
I trust only this companion of my evening
I know no other way


A posthumous name

A posthumous name can be whatever
it won’t amount to a small cup of sake
so pronounced my master
I heed my master’s words

VERSES ON A VILLAGE BREW

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Verses on a Village Brew

The day has ended

The day has ended. Fill your
own sake-cup, the rest is all in vain
Sing to yourself your own verse
The moon will soon hang on the pines


The sake-cup is small

The sake-cup is small, yet
in a world where many are deceitful
I trust only this companion of my evening
I know no other way


A posthumous name

A posthumous name can be whatever
it won’t amount to a small cup of sake
so pronounced my master
I heed my master’s words

Verses on a Village Brew

The day has ended

The day has ended. Fill your
own sake-cup, the rest is all in vain
Sing to yourself your own verse
The moon will soon hang on the pines


The sake-cup is small

The sake-cup is small, yet
in a world where many are deceitful
I trust only this companion of my evening
I know no other way


A posthumous name

A posthumous name can be whatever
it won’t amount to a small cup of sake
so pronounced my master
I heed my master’s words
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