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- Shin Kokin Wakashu
Sanae toru yamada no kakei morinikeri hiku shimenawa ni tsuyu zo koboruru
The water pipe at the mountain field, where they are taking up the seedlings, has begun to leak, and the drops are spilling along the rope drawn across it.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Tsunenobu
Oyamada ni hiku shimenawa no uchihaete kuchi ya shinuramu samidare no koro
The rope drawn across the little hill fields runs on and on: has it rotted through in this season of long rain?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Yoshitsune
Ikabakari tago no mosuso mo sohotsuramu kumoma mo mienu koro no samidare
How soaked the field workers' skirts must be, in this season of long rain when not a gap shows in the cloud.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Ise no Taifu
Mishimae no irie no makomo ame fureba itodo shiorete karu hito mo nashi
The wild rice in the inlet at Mishima droops the more for the rain, and no one comes to cut it.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Tsunenobu
Makomo karu Yodo no sawamizu fukakeredo soko made tsuki no kage wa sumikeri
The marsh water at Yodo, where they cut the wild rice, is deep; and still the moonlight has come clear down to the bottom of it.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Oe no Masafusa
Tamakashiwa shigerinikeri na samidare ni hamori no kami no shime haburu made
How thick the oak has grown in the long rains, until the god who guards its leaves has drawn his rope about it.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Mototoshi
Samidare wa Ou no kawara no makomogusa karade ya nami no shita ni kuchinamu
In these long rains, will the wild rice on the flats at Ou be left uncut and rot away under the water?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kanezane
Tamahoko no michi yuku hito no kotozute mo taete hodo furu samidare no sora
Not even a message by someone travelling the road comes any more, and the days go by under this sky of long rain.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Teika
Samidare no kumo no taema o nagametsutsu mado yori nishi ni tsuki o matsu kana
I keep watching for a break in the clouds of the long rain, and from my window I wait for the moon to come out in the west.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Arakida no Ujiyoshi
Ōchi saku sotomo no kokage tsuyu ochite samidare haruru kaze wataru nari
Under the flowering bead-tree outside the house the drops come down, and a wind is passing: the long rain has cleared.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Tadayoshi
Samidare no tsuki wa tsurenaki miyama yori hitori mo izuru hototogisu kana
In the long rains the moon takes no notice and will not show; and out of those deep hills comes the cuckoo, alone.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Teika
Hototogisu kumoi no yoso ni suginu nari harenu omoi no samidare no koro
The cuckoo seems to have passed by, far off beyond the clouds, in this season of long rain when my thoughts will not clear.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Go-Toba In
Samidare no kumoma no tsuki no hareyuku o shibashi machikeru hototogisu kana
It had been waiting a little for the moon to come clear of the clouds of the long rain: the cuckoo.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Nijoin no Sanuki
Tare ka mata hanatachibana ni omoiidemu ware mo mukashi no hito to narinaba
Who will remember me at the scent of orange blossom, once I too have become one of the people of the past?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shunzei
Yukusue o tare shinobe tote yūkaze ni chigiri kaokamu yado no tachibana
For whom, in the days to come, does it make this promise of scent on the evening wind, the orange at my house?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Michitomo
Kaerikonu mukashi o ima to omoine no yume no makura ni niou tachibana
Taking for the present a past that will not come again, I fell asleep; and at the pillow of my dream the orange is in scent.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Princess Shokushi