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- Shin Kokin Wakashu
Chirihatete hana no kage naki ko no moto ni tatsu koto yasuki natsugoromo kana
The flowers have fallen and there is no shade of them under the tree; in this summer robe it is an easy thing to go.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Jien
Natsugoromo kite ikuka ni ka narinuramu nokoreru hana wa kyō mo chiritsutsu
How many days is it since I put on the summer robe? The flowers that were left are falling again today.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Michinari
Orifushi mo utsureba kaetsu yo no naka no hito no kokoro no hanazome no sode
The season turned and the robe was changed; and the hearts of people in this world are sleeves dyed with flowers, that will not hold their colour.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - The Daughter of Fujiwara no Shunzei
U no hana no muramura sakeru kakine o ba kumoma no tsuki no kage ka to zo miru
The deutzia is out in clumps along the hedge, and I take it for moonlight coming through breaks in the cloud.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Retired Emperor Shirakawa
U no hana no sakinuru toki wa shirotae no nami mote yueru kakine to zo miru
When the deutzia opens, I see a hedge that has been plaited out of white waves.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shigeie
Wasureme ya aoi o kusa ni hikimusubi karine no nobe no tsuyu no akebono
How could I forget it: the hollyhock knotted into the grass, the light sleep out in the field, the dew at daybreak.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Princess Shokushi
Ika nareba sono Kamiyama no aoigusa toshi wa furedomo futaba naruramu
How is it that the hollyhock on that hill of the gods, old as it is, still has only its two leaves?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Kojiju
Nobe wa imada Asaka no numa ni karu kusa no katsu miru mama ni shigeru koro kana
The fields are still shallow with green; and at the marsh of Asaka the grass is cut and thickens again even as one watches.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Masatsune
Sakuraasa no ou no shitakusa shigere tada akade wakareshi hana no na nareba
Grass beneath the cherry-hemp, grow thick: you carry the name of the flower I parted from before I had my fill.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Taikenmon-in no Aki
Hana chirishi niwa no ko no ha mo shigeriaite amateru tsuki no kage zo mare naru
In the garden where the flowers fell the leaves have grown thick together, and the light of the moon overhead comes through only seldom.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Sone no Yoshitada
Kari ni ku to uramishi hito no taenishi o kusaba ni tsukete shinobu koro kana
I resented him for coming only in passing; and now he has stopped altogether, and the blades of grass bring him to mind.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Sone no Yoshitada
Natsukusa wa shigerinikeri na tamahoko no michi yuku hito mo musubu bakari ni
How thick the summer grass has grown: thick enough for those going along the road to knot it as they pass.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Motozane
Natsukusa wa shigerinikeredo hototogisu nado waga yado ni hitokoe mo senu
The summer grass has grown thick, and still the cuckoo has not given so much as a single cry at my house. Why is that?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Emperor Daigo
Naku koe o e ya wa shinobanu hototogisu hatsu u no hana no kage ni kakurete
Why can you not keep your voice in, cuckoo, hidden away as you are in the shade of the season's first deutzia?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
Hototogisu koe matsu hodo wa Kataoka no mori no shizuku ni tachi ya nuremashi
While I wait for the cuckoo's voice, shall I stand under the grove at Kataoka and let the drops from the leaves soak me?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Murasaki Shikibu
Hototogisu miyama izunaru hatsukoe o izure no yado no tare ka kikuramu
The cuckoo is said to be coming down out of the deep hills: at whose house, and by whom, is that first call being heard?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Ben no Menoto