夕暮れが過ぎ、朧月を見、射干玉を待つ。
夜半から見る手前に映るあかねさす、
語りだす有明の月、
神の恵んだもう一度、光の証。

Sundown passes, as I watched the moonlit night, awaiting the pitch-black darkness. Watching from midnight on, as that before me goes dawn, heralding the arrival of the wan morning moon; the evidence God has once again bestowed the mercy of light.