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- Kinyo Wakashu
Sakari naru magaki no kiku o kesa mireba mada sora saenu yuki zo tsumoreru
When I look this morning at the chrysanthemums blooming in full along the fence, snow lies piled upon them, though the sky has not yet turned cold.
Kinyo Wakashu - Koben
Chitose made kimi ga tsumubeki kiku nareba tsuyu mo ada ni wa okaji to zo omou
Since these are chrysanthemums my lord will pick for a thousand years, I think that even the dew should not settle on them carelessly.
Kinyo Wakashu - Fujiwara no Akisue
Mozu no iru haji no tachie no usumomiji tare waga yado no mono to miruramu
The faintly reddening leaves on the tall branch of the sumac where a shrike perches: who, I wonder, looks on them as belonging to his own garden?
Kinyo Wakashu - Fujiwara no Nakazane
Hahakigi no kozue ya izuko obotsukana mina sonohara wa momiji shinikeri
Where is the top of the broom tree? I cannot make it out, for all of Sonohara has turned crimson.
Ōigawa iwanami takashi ikadashi yo kishi no momiji ni akarame na se so
The waves crash high against the rocks of the Ōi River. Raftsman, do not let your eyes stray to the autumn leaves along the bank.
Kinyo Wakashu - Minamoto no Tsunenobu
Otowayama momiji chirurashi ausaka no seki no ogawa ni nishiki orikaku
On Mount Otowa the leaves must be falling, for on the brook by Ōsaka Barrier a brocade is being woven.
Kinyo Wakashu - Minamoto no Toshiyori
Tanigawa ni shigarami kakeyo tatsutahime mine no momiji ni arashi fuku nari
Tatsuta Maiden, set a weir across the valley stream, for I hear the storm blowing through the autumn leaves on the peaks.
Ōigawa iseki no oto no nakariseba momiji o shikeru watari to ya mimu
If there were no sound of water at the weir on the Ōi River, I would take it for a crossing paved with autumn leaves.
Kinyo Wakashu - Fujiwara no Akisue
Yamamori yo ono no oto takaku hibiku nari mine no momiji wa yokite kiraseyo
Mountain warden, I hear the sound of axes ringing loud. When you have trees felled, let the autumn leaves on the peaks be spared.
Kinyo Wakashu - Minamoto no Tsunenobu
Yoso ni miru mine no momiji ya chirikuru to fumoto no sato wa arashi o zo matsu
Hoping that the autumn leaves on the peaks they can only admire from afar will come scattering down, the village at the mountain's foot waits for the storm.
Kinyo Wakashu - Minamoto no Akinaka
Hahaso chiru iwama o kazuku kamodori wa ono ga aoba mo momiji shinikeri
Diving among the rocks where the oak leaves fall, the wild duck has seen even its own green feathers turn autumn red.
Ogurayama mine no arashi no fuku kara ni tani no kakehashi momiji shinikeri
As soon as the storm blows across the peaks of Mount Ogura, even the bridge spanning the valley turns autumn red.
Kinyo Wakashu - Fujiwara no Akisue
Ōigawa chiru momijiba ni uzumorete tonase no taki wa oto nomi zo suru
On the Ōi River, the falls of Tonase lie buried under the scattering autumn leaves, and only their sound can be heard.
Asu yori wa yomo no yamabe no akigiri no omokage ni nomi tatamu to suramu
From tomorrow, the autumn mist on the mountains all around will rise, I suppose, only as an image in my memory.
Kusa no ha ni hakanaku kiyuru tsuyu o shimo katami ni okite aki no yukuramu
Of all things, does autumn leave behind the dew that so quickly vanishes from the blades of grass as its keepsake when it departs?
Oshimedomo yomo no momiji wa chirihatete tonase zo aki no tomari narikeru
However much I grieve, the autumn leaves all around have fallen, and Tonase, where they drift, is the harbor where autumn at last comes to rest.
Kinyo Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kinzane