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- Shin Kokin Wakashu
Ukinagara hisashiku zo yo o suginikeru aware ya kakeshi Sumiyoshi no matsu
Wretched as it has been, I have lived long in this world; was it you who took pity on me, O pine of Sumiyoshi?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shunzei
Kasugayama tani no umoregi kuchinu tomo kimi ni tsugekose mine no matsukaze
Though I rot away like a log buried in the valley of Mount Kasuga, O pine wind on the peak, carry word of me to my lord.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Ietaka
Nani to naku kikeba namida zo koborenuru koke no tamoto ni kayou matsukaze
For no reason at all, as I listen, my tears spill down—the wind in the pines that blows into the sleeves of my moss-dark robe.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Gishumon-in no Tango
Mina hito no somukihatenuru yo no naka ni Furu no yashiro no mi o ika ni semu
In a world everyone has renounced, what am I to do with myself, grown old like the shrine of Furu and still living on?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Princess Kishi
Koromode no yamai no mizu ni kage mieshi nao sono kami no haru zo koishiki
How I still long for that spring of long ago, when our sleeves, printed with mountain indigo, were reflected in the mountain spring.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Sanekata
Inishie no yamai no koromo nakariseba wasuraruru mi to nari ya shinamashi
Had there not been the robes of mountain indigo we wore long ago, would I have become one you had forgotten?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Michinobu
Tachinagara kite dani miseyo omigoromo akanu mukashi no wasuregatami ni
Just as it is cut, stand and put on this ritual robe at least and let me see it, as a keepsake of days gone by that I can never have enough of.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Kaga Ason
Aki no yo no akatsukigata no kirigirisu hitozute narade kikamashi mono o
The cricket singing toward dawn on an autumn night—I wish I had heard it with my own ears rather than through others.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Emperor Murakami
Nagametsutsu waga omou koto wa higurashi ni noki no shizuku no tayuru yo mo nashi
As I gaze out at the long rains, lost in thought, my brooding never ceases all day long, just as the drops from the eaves never stop, day or night.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Prince Tomohira
Kogarashi no kaze ni momijite hito shirezu uki koto no ha no tsumoru koro kana
Like leaves turned red by the withering wind, bitter words pile up, unknown to anyone, in these days of mine.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Ono no Komachi
Arashi fuku mine no momiji no hi ni soete moroku nariyuku waga namida kana
Like the autumn leaves on the stormy peak, day by day my tears grow ever quicker to fall.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shunzei
Utatane wa ogi fuku kaze ni odorokedo nagaki yumeji zo samuru toki naki
From a brief doze the wind in the reeds startles me awake, but from the long road of dreams there comes no time of waking.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Emperor Sutoku
Take no ha ni kaze fukiyowaru yūgure no mono no aware wa aki to shimo nashi
At dusk, as the wind in the bamboo leaves weakens and dies, the poignancy of things is by no means only autumn's.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Kunaikyo
Yūgure wa kumo no keshiki o miru kara ni nagameji to omou kokoro koso tsuke
At dusk, as soon as I see how the clouds look, there arises in my heart the resolve not to gaze out and brood.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Izumi Shikibu
Kurenumeri ikuka o kakute suginuramu iriai no kane no tsukuzuku to shite
It seems the day has ended; how many days have I spent like this, I wonder, hearing the evening bell toll as I brood?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Izumi Shikibu
Mataretsuru iriai no kane no oto su nari asu mo ya araba kikamu to su ramu
The evening bell I was waiting for seems to be sounding; if I am still alive tomorrow, will I be waiting to hear it again?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Saigyō