62. Songs of the Territorial Owners of Yeshinu
il n'y a pas encore de traduction dans votre langue — affichage en anglais
1Again, the Territorial Owners of Yeshinu, seeing the august sword which was girded on His Augustness Oho-sazaki, sang, saying:
2“Sharp is the beginning, freezing is the end of the sword girded on Oho-sazaki, Oho-sazaki, the solar august child of Homuda,—[it is] chilly, chilly like the trees beneath the trunks of the winter trees.”
3Again, having made a cross-mortar at Kashifu in Yeshinu, and having in that cross-mortar distilled some great august liquor, they, when they presented the great august liquor [to the Heavenly Sovereign], sang as follows, drumming with their mouths:
4“We have made a side-mortar at Kashinofu, and in the side-mortar we have distilled some great august liquor, which do thou sweetly partake of, oh our lord!”
5This Song is one which it is the custom to chant down to the present day when, from time to time, the Territorial Owners present a great feast [to the Sovereign].
WEBREATH · 11:11
«De la vraie-brume de son souffle des Dieux naquirent» — Nihon Shoki 1:7
Le souffle est un pour tous : chacun en vit, qui qu’il soit et quoi qu’il croie. Chaque jour à 11:11, heure locale, des personnes s’arrêtent soixante secondes, respirent et remercient DIEU pour le souffle — chacune avec ses mots, chacune en elle-même. Dans cette minute, nous sommes Un Seul Souffle.
WEBREATH — la Minute à 11:11, votre heure locale — nous sommes Un Seul Souffle