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- Kinkaishu
Hisakata no ama no kawara o uchinagame itsuka to machishi aki mo kinikeri
Gazing out over the riverbanks of the River of Heaven, I find that the autumn I awaited, wondering when it would come, has arrived at last.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Hikoboshi no yukiai o matsu hisakata no ama no kawara ni akikaze zo fuku
Over the riverbanks of the River of Heaven, where the Herdboy waits for his meeting with the Weaver Maid, the autumn wind is blowing.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Yū sareba akikaze suzushi tanabata no ama no hagoromo tachi ya kauramu
When evening comes the autumn wind is cool—is the Weaver Maid cutting out a new robe of heavenly feathers?
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Ama no gawa kiri tachiwataru hikoboshi no tsumamukaebune haya mo koganamu
Mist rises all across the River of Heaven—O Herdboy, I wish you would row your boat quickly to meet your wife.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Koikoite mare ni au yo no ama no gawa kawase no tazu wa nakazu mo aranamu
On this rare night when the lovers, after long longing, can meet at last by the River of Heaven—cranes of the shallows, I beg you, do not cry.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Tanabata no wakare o oshimi ama no gawa yasu no watari ni tazu mo nakanamu
Grieving for the parting of the Tanabata stars, may the cranes too cry at the Yasu crossing of the River of Heaven.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Ima wa shimo wakare mo surashi tanabata no ama no kawara ni tazu zo nakunaru
Now, it seems, the hour of parting has come—on the riverbank of heaven where the Weaver Maid dwells, I hear the cranes cry.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Ama no hara kumo naki yoi ni hisakata no tsuki sae wataru kasasagi no hashi
In the heavens on a cloudless evening, even the moon crosses the bridge of magpies.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Akikaze ni yo no fukeyukeba hisakata no ama no kawara ni tsuki katabukinu
As the night deepens in the autumn wind, the moon has sunk low over the riverbanks of the River of Heaven.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Nagameyaru noki no shinobu no tsuyu no ma ni itaku na fukeso aki no yo no tsuki
As I gaze out at the fern on the eaves, in a span as brief as the dew—O moon of the autumn night, do not let the night grow so late.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Nobe ni idete sobochinikeri na karagoromo kitsutsu wakeyuku hana no shizuku ni
Going out to the fields I have been soaked through—by the drops of the flowers as I make my way among them, still wearing my robes.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Akihagi no shitaba mo imada utsurowanu ni kesa fuku kaze wa tamoto samushimo
Not even the lower leaves of the autumn bush clover have yet changed color, yet the wind blowing this morning feels cold in my sleeves.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Miru hito mo nakute chiriniki shigure nomi furinishi sato no akihagi no hana
With no one to see them they have scattered—the autumn clover blossoms of this old village, where only the showers fall.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Hana ni oku tsuyu o shizukemi shirasuge no mano no hagiwara shioreainikeri
Because the dew lies so heavy and still on the blossoms, all the bush clover in the fields of Mano has bowed and drooped together.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Akikaze wa itaku na fukiso waga yado no motoara no kohagi chiramaku mo oshi
Autumn wind, do not blow so hard—I would hate to see the sparse little bush clover by my house scatter.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Furusato no motoara no kohagi itazura ni miru hito nashimi saki ka chiruramu
In the old village, does the sparse little bush clover bloom and fall in vain, with no one there to see it?
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo