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- Shui Wakashu
Hinemosu ni miredomo akanu momijiba wa ika naru yama no arashi naru ran
These autumn leaves I could gaze at all day long without tiring—from what mountain did the storm blow them here?
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Yo o samumi nezamete kikeba oshidori no urayamashiku mo minaru naru kana
The night is so cold that I wake, and as I listen, the mandarin ducks seem to be nestled together, at home on the water—how I envy them.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Mizutori no shita yasukaranu omoi ni wa atari no mizu mo kōrazarikeri
Like a water bird that never rests beneath the surface, my hidden longing burns so fiercely that even the water around it does not freeze.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Yo o samumi nezamete kikeba oshi zo naku harai mo aezu shimo ya oku ran
The night is so cold that I wake, and as I listen the mandarin ducks are crying—is the frost settling on them faster than they can brush it away?
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Shimo no ue ni furu hatsuyuki no asagōri tokezu mo mono o omou koro kana
Like the morning ice formed where the first snow falls on the frost and does not melt, my heart does not loosen in these days of brooding.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Shimo okanu sode dani sayuru fuyu no yo ni kamo no uwage o omoi koso yare
On a winter night when even my sleeve, untouched by frost, is chilled through, my thoughts go out to the wild ducks with frost on their outer feathers.
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kintō
Ikemizu ya kōri toku ran ashigamo no yo fukaku koe no sawagu naru kana
Has the ice on the pond begun to melt? Deep into the night, the ducks among the reeds seem to be clamoring.
Shui Wakashu - Tachibana no Yukiyori
Tobikayou oshi no hakaze no samukereba ike no kōri zo sae masarikeru
The wind from the wings of the mandarin ducks flying to and fro is so cold that the ice on the pond grows ever more frigid.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tomonori
Mizu no ue ni omoishi mono o fuyu no yo no kōri wa sode no mono ni zo arikeru
I had thought ice formed upon the water, but on winter nights, it turns out, ice is something that forms on one's sleeve.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Fushizukeshi yodo no watari o kesa mireba token go mo naku kōri shinikeri
Looking this morning at the Yodo crossing where brushwood had been sunk to catch fish, I find it frozen over, with no telling when it will thaw.
Shui Wakashu - Taira no Kanemori
Fuyu samumi kōranu mizu wa nakeredomo yoshino no taki wa tayuru yo mo nashi
In the cold of winter there is no water that does not freeze, yet the falls of Yoshino never cease.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Fuyu sareba arashi no koe mo takasago no matsu ni tsukete zo kiku bekarikeru
When winter comes, the voice of the storm rises high, and it is through the pines of Takasago that one ought to hear it.
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu
Takasago no matsu ni sumu tsuru fuyu kureba onoe no shimo ya oki masaru ran
For the crane dwelling in the pines of Takasago, does the frost on the mountain peak settle ever more thickly when winter comes?
Shui Wakashu - Kiyohara no Motosuke
Yū sareba saho no kawara no kawagiri ni tomo madowaseru chidori naku nari
As evening falls, in the river mist over the riverbed of Saho, plovers that have lost their companions are crying.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tomonori
Ura chikaku furikuru yuki wa shiranami no sue no matsuyama kosu ka to zo miru
The snow falling near the shore looks as if white waves were crossing over the Pine Hill of Sue.
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
Fuyu no yo no ike no kōri no sayakeki wa tsuki no hikari no migaku narikeri
The reason the ice on the pond is so clear and bright on a winter night is that the moonlight has polished it.
Shui Wakashu - Kiyohara no Motosuke