My sleeves today are dried;
so of wretchedness,
the thousand kinds
will surely be forgotten.

Meaning

Today my sleeves, once wet with brine and tears, have dried; and so the countless kinds of wretchedness will surely be forgotten.

Commentary

This is Prince Kuramochi’s reply to the Bamboo Cutter’s poem: “Of Kure bamboo, through generations, the bamboo cutter— / though in fields and hills, / we saw not only such bitter turns.”

Now that he believes he has succeeded in bringing back the jeweled branch of Horai, the condition for marriage with Princess Kaguya, he means that all the hardships he has endured until now will be repaid.

Source

Taketori Monogatari

Other

Had I but known it would burn without a trace, The fur robe, I would have set it aside and only looked.
Of Kure bamboo, through generations, the bamboo cutter— though in fields and hills, we saw not only such bitter turns.
Hearing it as true, I went to look—and found: words, ornamented— a jeweled branch.
Over the years, no waves ever come ashore at Sumi-no-e; I hear there is no use in waiting— is that truly so?

My sleeves today are dried; so of wretchedness, the thousand kinds will surely be forgotten.

My sleeves today are dried;
so of wretchedness,
the thousand kinds
will surely be forgotten.