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- Shin Kokin Wakashu
Haru aki mo shiranu tokiwa no yamazato wa sumu hito sae ya omogawari senu
In the evergreen mountain village that knows neither spring nor autumn, do even the people who live there never change in their looks?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Ariwara no Motokata
Hana narade tada shiba no to o sashite omou kokoro no oku mo miyoshino no yama
Not for the blossoms, but only to shut my brushwood door and dwell apart have I set my heart—see its depths as well, O mountain of Yoshino.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Jien
Yoshinoyama yagate ideji to omou mi o hana chirinaba to hito ya matsuran
I mean to stay on Mount Yoshino and never come out again—yet do the people back home wait for me, thinking I'll return once the blossoms fall?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Saigyō
Itoite mo nao itowashiki yo narikeri yoshino no oku no aki no yūgure
Even having shunned it, I find the world still something to shun: an autumn evening deep in the hills of Yoshino.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Iehira
Hitosuji ni narenaba sate mo sugi no io ni yonayona kawaru kaze no oto kana
If only I could grow used to it once and for all, that would be well—but at my hut among the cedars, the sound of the wind changes night after night.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Michitomo
Tare ka wa to omoitaete mo matsu ni nomi otozurete yuku kaze wa urameshi
Though I have given up, thinking no one would come, the wind calls only at the pine where I wait and then moves on—how I resent it.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Ariie
Yamazato wa yo no uki yori wa sumiwabinu koto no hoka naru mine no arashi ni
The mountain village has become harder to live in than even the sorrows of the world—all because of the storm off the peaks, fiercer than I ever imagined.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Gishumon-in no Tango
Taki no oto matsu no arashi mo narenureba uchinuru hodo no yume wa misekeri
Now that I have grown used to the roar of the falls and the storm in the pines, they have let me have a dream, if only for a short sleep.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Ietaka
Koto shigeki yo o nogarenishi miyamabe ni arashi no kaze mo kokoro shite fuke
To the deep mountains where I have fled a world thick with troubles—you too, wind of the storm, blow gently, with some thought for me.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Jakuzen
Okuyama no koke no koromo ni kurabe miyo izure ka tsuyu no okimasaru tomo
Compare my sleeve with the mossy robe you wear deep in the mountains, and see which of them the dew lies on more heavily.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Morouji
Shiratsuyu no ashita yūbe ni okuyama no koke no koromo wa kaze mo sawarazu
In the deep mountains where the white dew settles morning and evening, this mossy robe cannot keep out even the wind.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Takamitsu
Yo no naka o somuki ni to te wa koshikadomo nao uki koto wa ōhara no sato
I came here meaning to turn my back on the world, but sorrows are still many in this village of Ōhara.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Mi o ba katsu oshio no yama to omoitsutsu ika ni sadamete hito no iriken
Even while you thought your life dear, how did you ever make up your mind to come into the hills of Oshio?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu
Koke no iori sashite kitsuredo kimi masade kaeru miyama no michi no tsuyukesa
I came seeking your moss-grown hut, but its door was shut and you were not there; how wet with dew is the deep mountain path as I turn back.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Egyō
Arehatete kaze mo sawaranu koke no io ni ware wa naku tomo tsuyu wa moriken
Into my ruined mossy hut, which does not even keep out the wind, the dew must surely have dripped, though I myself was not there.
Yama fukaku sa koso kokoro wa kayou tomo sumade aware o shiran mono ka wa
However deep into the mountains the heart may travel, how could one know the true feeling of the place without living there?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Saigyō