I will give you what a man can give,
Who smiles at the Gods.
I don't need your tears, and cabbage soup for...
And aprons, and slippers at my feet.
You give me this sky, this sun,
And the edge of the earth without imaginary shores,
And the path of the samurai, which for the Japanese
Is more important than the shackles of Hymen.
My dream, your smiles of light,
You retain a smiling trait.
But let's veto the slippers.
I didn't say that people are fools:
Each has its own path for its halves.
You are my wife, but I am your monk.
I will give you what a man can give
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