To the tune of "Like a Dream"Last night a sprinkling of rain,
a violent wind.After a deep sleep, still not recovered
from the lingering effect of wine,
I inquired of the one rolling up the screen;
But the answer came: "The cherry-apple blossoms
are still the same.""Oh, don't you know, don't you know?
The red must be getting thin,
while the green is becoming plump."
a violent wind.After a deep sleep, still not recovered
from the lingering effect of wine,
I inquired of the one rolling up the screen;
But the answer came: "The cherry-apple blossoms
are still the same.""Oh, don't you know, don't you know?
The red must be getting thin,
while the green is becoming plump."
