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- Shui Wakashu
Haru tatsu to iu bakari ni ya miyoshino no yama mo kasumite kesa wa miyuran
Is it simply because it is said that spring has begun that even the mountains of Yoshino seem wrapped in haze this morning?
Shui Wakashu - Mibu no Tadamine
Harugasumi tateru o mireba aratama no toshi wa yama yori koyuru narikeri
Watching the spring haze rise, I realize that the new year comes to us by crossing over the mountains.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Fumimoto
Kinō koso toshi wa kureshika harugasumi kasuga no yama ni haya tachinikeri
The year ended only yesterday, and yet spring haze has already risen over the hills of Kasuga.
Shui Wakashu - Yamabe no Akahito
Yoshinoyama mine no shirayuki itsu kiete kesa wa kasumi no tachikawaruran
When did the white snow on the peaks of Yoshino melt away, that this morning haze should rise up in its place?
Shui Wakashu - Minamoto no Shigeyuki
Aratama no toshi tachikaeru ashita yori mataruru mono wa uguisu no koe
From the morning the new year begins, what I cannot help but wait for is the song of the bush warbler.
Shui Wakashu - Sosei
Kōri dani tomaranu haru no tanikaze ni mada uchitokenu uguisu no koe
In the spring valley wind that leaves not even the ice unmelted, the warbler's voice has yet to loosen into song.
Shui Wakashu - Minamoto no Shitagō
Haru tachite ashita no hara no yuki mireba mada furutoshi no kokochi koso sure
Though spring has come, when I see the snow on the plain of Ashita, it feels as though the old, snow-falling year were still here.
Shui Wakashu - Taira no Suketaka
Haru tachite nao furumiya wa ume no hana saku hodo mo naku chiru ka to zo miru
Though spring has come, at the old palace where snow still falls, the plum blossoms seem to scatter almost before they have bloomed.
Shui Wakashu - Oshikochi no Mitsune
Waga yado no ume ni naraite miyoshino no yama no yuki o mo hana to koso mire
So used am I to the plum in my own garden that even the snow on the hills of Yoshino looks to me like blossoms.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Uguisu no koe nakariseba yuki kienu yamazato ikade haru o shiramashi
Were it not for the warbler's song, how would a mountain village where the snow lies unmelted ever know that spring had come?
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Asatada
Uchikirashi yuki wa furitsutsu shikasuga ni waga ie no sono ni uguisu zo naku
The sky is clouded over and the snow keeps falling, yet even so, in the garden of my house a warbler sings.
Shui Wakashu - Otomo no Yakamochi
Ume no hana sore to mo miezu hisakata no amagiru kono nabete furereba
I cannot even tell the plum blossoms apart, for this, clouding over the whole sky, is falling everywhere.
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
Umegae ni furikakarite zo shirayuki no hana no tayori ni oraru beranaru
Because it has fallen on the plum branches, the white snow, it seems, is broken off along with the blossoms whenever they are picked.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Furu yuki ni iro wa magainu ume no hana ka ni koso nitaru mono nakarikere
In the falling snow your color is lost, plum blossom, but there is nothing at all that resembles your fragrance.
Shui Wakashu - Oshikochi no Mitsune
Waga yado no ume no tachie ya mietsuran omoi no hoka ni kimi ga kimaseru
Could the tall branches of the plum by my house have been seen from afar? Quite unexpectedly, you have come to visit.
Shui Wakashu - Taira no Kanemori
Ka o tomete tare orazaran ume no hana ayanashi kasumi tachi na kakushi so
Who, tracking their scent, would fail to break off the plum blossoms? It is all in vain, O haze, so do not rise and hide them.
Shui Wakashu - Oshikochi no Mitsune