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- Senzai Wakashu
Misogi suru kawase ni sayo ya fukenuran kaeru tamoto ni akikaze zo fuku
Has the night grown late at the river shallows where we performed the purification? Upon my sleeves as I return, the autumn wind is blowing.
Senzai Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Aki kinu to kikitsuru kara ni waga yado no ogi no hakaze no fukikawaruran
No sooner had I heard that autumn had come than the wind through the reed leaves of my garden seemed to change. Has it already turned into an autumn wind?
Senzai Wakashu - Jijū no Menoto
Asajiu no tsuyukeku mo aru ka aki kinu to me ni wa sayaka ni miekeru mono o
How drenched with dew the field of cogon grass is! The coming of autumn, it seems, can indeed be seen clearly with the eyes.
Senzai Wakashu - Cloistered Prince Shukaku
Aki no kuru keshiki no mori no shitakaze ni tachisou mono wa aware narikeri
In the wind beneath the trees of the Forest of Signs, where autumn shows signs of its coming, what rises up and draws close to me is a deep, quiet sorrow.
Senzai Wakashu - Taikenmon-in no Horikawa
Yaemugura sashikomori ni shi yomogiu ni ikade ka aki no wakete kitsuran
How, I wonder, did autumn push its way through to this mugwort-choked dwelling, shut in by thick layers of creepers?
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shunzei
Aki wa kinu toshi mo nakaba ni suginu to ya ogi fuku kaze no odorokasuran
"Autumn has come, and the year is already half gone": is that what the wind through the reeds is telling me as it startles me?
Senzai Wakashu - Jakuzen
Konoha dani irozuku hodo wa aru mono o akikaze fukeba chiru namida kana
Even the leaves are given time to take on their color before they fall, yet as soon as the autumn wind blows, my tears scatter at once.
Senzai Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Kamiyama no matsu fuku kaze mo kyō yori wa iro wa kawarade oto zo mi ni shimu
From today on, even the wind in the pines of the Sacred Mountain, though the pines keep their color unchanged, pierces me to the heart with its sound.
Senzai Wakashu - Kamo no Shigemasa
Monogoto ni aki no keshiki wa shirukeredo mazu mi ni shimu wa ogi no uwakaze
The signs of autumn are plain in everything, yet what pierces me first of all is the wind blowing over the tops of the reeds.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Yukimune
Akikaze ya namida moyoosu tsuma naran otozureshi yori sode no kawakanu
Could the autumn wind be what draws out my tears? Ever since it came calling, my sleeves have never been dry.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Toshiyori
Tanabata no kokoro no uchi ya ika naran machikoshi kyō no yūgure no sora
What must the Weaver Maid be feeling in her heart as she gazes at the evening sky of this day she has waited for all year?
Senzai Wakashu - Kujō Kanezane
Tanabata no amatsu hire fuku akikaze ni yaso no funatsu o mifune izurashi
In the autumn wind that ripples the heavenly scarf of the Weaver Maid, it seems the boat is setting out from the many landing-stages of the River of Heaven.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Takasue
Tanabata no ama no hagoromo kasanete mo akanu chigiri ya nao musuburan
Though the Weaver Maid lays her heavenly feathered robe upon her lover's, does she bind still tighter a vow of love that never brings her fill?
Senzai Wakashu - Higo
Koikoite koyoi bakari ya tanabata no makura ni chiri no tsumorazaruran
After a whole year of longing, is it only tonight that no dust gathers on the Weaver Maid's pillow?
Senzai Wakashu - Kawachi
Tanabata no ama no kawara no iwamakura kawashi mo hatezu akenu kono yo wa
Before the Weaver Maid and her lover could fully share their pillow of stone on the banks of the River of Heaven, this night has already given way to dawn.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Toshiyori
Tanabata ni hanazomegoromo nugikaseba akatsukitsuyu no kaesu narikeri
When I took off my flower-dyed robe and lent it to the Weaver Maid, it was the dew of dawn that returned it to me.
Senzai Wakashu - Retired Emperor Sutoku