Death Poem of Tokugawa Ieyasu
Whether one passes on or remains is all the same.
That you can take no one with you is the only difference.
Ah, how pleasant! Two awakenings and one sleep.
This dream of a fleeing world! The roseate hues of early dawn!
This poem comes from the Samurai Archives.
More Death Poems
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