"The eighth month is fast approaching, and yet I have nothing to wear
I want to dress gaily, so brother, will you lend me just one sleeve?
I wish to dress my children and loved ones… in the one kimono that I own
As for me, I will wear vines… that I plucked deep in the mountains
The light of the full moon shines down, illuminating the world with its divine light
When my lover sneaks in to visit me, I wish that the clouds would hide that light just a little.
In search of new lands, I build a…