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- Sankashu
Natsu no yo no tsuki miru koto ya nakaruran kayaribi tatsuru shizu no fuseya wa
Do those who burn smudge fires against the mosquitoes in their low, humble huts never see the moon of the summer night, I wonder?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Tsuyu no chiru ashi no wakaba ni tsuki saete aki o arasou Naniwae no ura
On the young reed leaves scattered with dew the moon shines cold and clear, so that the bay of Naniwa seems to vie with autumn itself.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Musubiaguru izumi ni sumeru tsukikage wa te ni mo torarenu kagami narikeri
The moonlight shining clear in the spring water I scoop up in my hands is a mirror that I can never take into my hands.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Musubu te ni suzushiki kage o shitau kana shimizu ni yadoru natsu no yo no tsuki
How I long for the cool light held in my cupped hands, the moon of the summer night that lodges in the clear spring water.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Natsu no yo mo ozasa ga hara ni shimo zo oku tsuki no hikari no saeshi watareba
Even on a summer night, frost seems to lie on the field of bamboo grass, for the moonlight spreads everywhere so cold and clear.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Yamakawa no iwa ni sekarete chiru nami o arare to misuru natsu no yo no tsuki
The summer night's moon makes the spray of the mountain stream, breaking on the rocks and scattering, look like falling hail.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Kage saete tsuki shimo koto ni suminureba natsu no ike ni mo tsurara inikeri
The moonlight is so cold and the moon so especially clear that even the summer pond seems to have frozen over with ice.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Onozukara tsuki yadorubeki hima mo naku ike ni hachisu no hana sakinikeri
Lotus flowers have bloomed across the pond so thickly that there is no space left where the moon might lodge of its own accord.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Yūdachi no harureba tsuki zo yadorikeru tama yurisuuru hasu no ukiha ni
When the evening shower cleared, the moon came to lodge in the drops rocking and resting on the lotus's floating leaves.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Madaki yori mi ni shimu kaze no keshiki kana aki sakidatsuru miyamabe no sato
Even before its time, the wind already pierces me to the bone; in this village by the deep mountains, autumn arrives ahead of the season.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Matsukaze no oto nomi narazu ishibashiru mizu ni mo aki wa arikeru mono o
Not only in the sound of the wind in the pines, but in the water rushing over the rocks as well, autumn was there all along.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Yamazato wa sotomo no makuzu ha o shigemi ura fukikaesu aki o matsu kana
In my mountain home the arrowroot outside the house has grown so thick that, deep in my heart, I wait for the autumn wind that will blow its leaves over to show their pale undersides.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Misogi shite nusa kirinagasu kawa no se ni yagate akimeku kaze zo suzushiki
At the river shallows where I purify myself and cut the offerings to send them floating away, a wind already turning autumnal blows so cool.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Samazama no aware o komete kozue fuku kaze ni aki shiru miyamabe no sato
By the wind that blows through the treetops, carrying so many kinds of quiet, moving feeling, this village at the foot of the deep mountains knows that autumn has come.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Aki tatsu to hito wa tsugenedo shirarekeri miyama no suso no kaze no keshiki ni
No one came to tell me that autumn had begun, yet I knew it all the same, from the look and feel of the wind at the foot of the deep mountains.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Aki tatsu to omou ni sora mo tada narade warete hikari o waken mikazuki
When I think that autumn has begun, even the sky seems out of the ordinary, and the crescent moon looks as if it had split apart to share out its light.
Sankashu - Saigyō