Come Out To View / The Truth

Even In Kyoto/hearing The Cuckoo's Cry/i Long For Kyoto

Awakened At Midnight By The Sound Of The Water Jar Cracking From The Ice

I Felt Quite At Home, / As If It Were Mine Sleeping Lazily / In This House Of Fresh Air.

When I Speak My Lips Feel Cold - The Autumn Wind.

Fresh Spring! / The World Is Only Nine Days Old - / These Fields And Mountains!