Author Hiroaki Sato A true young woman, yes, for midnight, her voice fine, yes, for midnight! If only the sun sets, her voice is good! The May girl's voice is fine as it grows dark. For her fine voice I'll gladly give my sword. It's fine, sing, first-paddy maiden! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments