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- Gosen Wakashu
Tsutsumedomo kakurenu mono wa natsumushi no mi yori amareru omoi narikeri
Though I wrap it in my sleeve, what cannot be hidden is the firefly's light spilling from its body—a love too great for me to contain.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Ama no kawa mizu masarurashi natsu no yo wa nagaruru tsuki no yodomu ma mo nashi
The waters of the River of Heaven must be rising, for on a summer night the moon flows on without a moment's pause.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Hana mo chiri hototogisu sae inuru made kimi ni mo yukazu narinikeru kana
The blossoms have fallen and even the cuckoo has gone away, and all this while I have not once gone to see you.
Gosen Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Hana tori no iro o mo ne o mo itazura ni monoukaru mi wa sugusu nomi nari
The colors of the blossoms and the songs of the birds alike—I, weary at heart, only let them pass me by in vain.
Gosen Wakashu - Fujiwara no Masatada
Natsumushi no mi o takisutete tama shi araba ware to manebamu hitome moru mi zo
If, like the summer moth that burns its body away, my soul could still remain, I would gladly do the same—I who must always guard against others' eyes.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Koyoi kaku nagamuru sode no tsuyukeki wa tsuki no shimo o ya aki to mitsuran
Tonight, as I gaze at the moon like this, my sleeves are wet with dew—could it be that they saw the frost-white moonlight and took it for autumn?
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Kamogawa no minasoko sumite teru tsuki o yukite mimu to ya natsubarae suru
Is it to go and see the moon shining on the Kamo River, so clear to its very depths, that people hold the summer purification?
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Tanabata wa ama no kawara o nanakaeri nochi no misoka o misogi ni wa seyo
Stars of Tanabata, on the shore of the River of Heaven, seven times over, let the last day of the second Sixth Month be your day of purification.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Niwaka ni mo kaze no suzushiku narinuru ka aki tatsu hi to wa mube mo iikeri
How suddenly the wind has turned cool! "The day autumn begins"—they were right to call it so.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Uchitsuke ni mono zo kanashiki ko no ha chiru aki no hajime o kyō zo to omoeba
All at once a sadness comes over me, when I think that today is the beginning of autumn, the season when the leaves fall.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Tanomekoshi kimi wa tsurenashi akikaze wa kyō yori fukinu waga mi kanashi mo
You who let me trust in you have turned cold, and from today the autumn wind has begun to blow—how sad I am.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Itodoshiku mono omou yado no ogi no ha ni aki to tsugetsuru kaze no wabishisa
In this house where I brood all the more, the wind rustling the reed leaves told me autumn had come—how desolate it is.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Akikaze no uchifukisomuru yūgure wa sora ni kokoro zo wabishikarikeru
In the evening when the autumn wind first begins to blow, my heart grows desolate for no reason I can name.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Tsuyu wakeshi tamoto hosu ma mo naki mono o nado akikaze no madaki fukuran
My sleeves, wet from pushing through the dew, have had no time to dry—so why does the autumn wind already blow?
Gosen Wakashu - Oe no Chisato
Akihagi o irodoru kaze no fukinureba hito no kokoro mo utagawarekeri
Now that the wind that colors the autumn bush clover has begun to blow, I find myself doubting even your heart.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Akihagi o irodoru kaze wa fukinu tomo kokoro wa kareji kusaba naraneba
Though the wind that colors the autumn bush clover may blow, my heart will not wither away from you—it is not a blade of grass.
Gosen Wakashu - Ariwara no Narihira