O-bune no
Hatsuru-tomari no
Tayutai ni
Mono-omoi-yase-nu
Hito no ko yuye ni.
With a rocking
(As) of great ships
Riding at anchor
I have at last become worn out with love,
Because of a child of a man.
When the Fujinami returned to Tokyo, the wing of the house in which the unfortunate son had lived, had been demolished.