Ah, me! Ah, me! My weary doom to labour here in the Palace! <br />Seven good wine-jars have I - and three in my province. <br />There where they stand I have hung straight-stemmed gourds of the finest - <br />They turn to the West when the East wind blows, <br />They turn to the East when the West wind blows, <br />They turn to the North when the South wind blows, <br />They turn to the South when the North wind blows. <br />And there I sit watching them turning and turning forever- <br />Oh, my gourds! Oh, my wine-jars!<br /><br />Sugawara Takesue no Musume<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ah-me-ah-me/
