At a time now past, there was a fellow called the bamboo-cutting elder.  Making his way into the fields and hills and cutting bamboo, he would use it for a great many things.  As for his name, it'd be “Sakaki no miyatsuko” that they called him.  In the midst of the bamboo, there was one bamboo, as it'd be, whose base glowed.  Thinking it strange, when he approached and looked, the inside of the stalk was glowing.  When he looked inside it, a person who was about three sun