yagura-daiko no akashi ga yurete soroi yukata no natsu ga yukuThe festival-commencing lamp sways, [all] wearing yukata in the passing summer.

→ Shio hinaba mata mo ware komu iza yukamu okitsu shiosai takaku tachikinuWhen the tide goeth out, I'll come here again; now it's time to go, offshore whitecaps have come arisen high.

Itsumo no chūshoku o tabeta.He ate his usual (for) lunch.

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