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- Shui Wakashu
Okiakasu shimo to tomo ni ya kesa wa mina fuyu no yo fukaki tsumi mo kenu ran
Having kept awake all night, this morning, together with the frost that lay all night, have all our sins, deep as the winter night, melted away?
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu
Toshi no uchi ni tsumoreru tsumi wa kakikurashi furu shirayuki to tomo ni kienan
The sins piled up over the year will surely melt away together with the white snow that falls and darkens all the sky.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Yuki fukaki yamaji ni nani ni kaeru ran haru matsu hana no kage ni tomarade
Why must you return along the snowbound mountain path, instead of lingering in the shade of the blossoms that wait for spring?
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu
Hito wa isa okashi ya suran fuyu kureba toshi nomi tsumoru yuki to koso mire
Others may well be committing sins, I cannot say; for me, when winter comes, I see only snow that piles up like the years.
Shui Wakashu - Taira no Kanemori
Kazoureba waga mi ni tsumoru toshitsuki o okuri mukau to nani isogu ran
When I count them, they are years and months piling up on my own body—so why do we hurry to see out the old year and welcome the new?
Shui Wakashu - Taira no Kanemori
Yuki tsumoru ono ga toshi o ba shirazu shite haru o ba asu to kiku zo ureshiki
Heedless of my own years piling up like snow as they go by, how happy I am to hear that spring comes tomorrow.
Shui Wakashu - Minamoto no Shigeyuki
Yorozuyo no hajime to kyō o inori okite ima yukusue wa kami zo shiru ran
I have offered my prayers, making today the beginning of ten thousand ages; what lies ahead is now known to the gods alone.
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Asatada
Chihayaburu hirano no matsu no eda shigemi chiyo mo yachiyo mo iro wa kawaraji
Because the pines of the Hirano shrine grow so thick with branches, their green will not change for a thousand, even eight thousand years.
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu
Gamōno no tamanoo yama ni sumu tsuru no chitose wa kimi ga miyo no kazu nari
The thousand years of the cranes that dwell on the Mount of Tama-no-o on Gamō Moor are the very count of the years of my lord's reign.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Asa madaki kiryū no oka ni tatsu kiji wa chiyo no hitsugi no hajime narikeri
The pheasant rising on the hill of Kiryū, where mist rises before dawn, marks the beginning of days that will go on for a thousand ages for the heir to the throne.
Shui Wakashu - Kiyohara no Motosuke
Futaba yori tanomoshiki kana kasugayama kodakaki matsu no tane zo to omoeba
How promising it is even from its first two leaves, for I think of it as the seed of the towering pines of Kasugayama.
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu
Kimi ga hen yaoyorozuyo o kazoureba katsugatsu kyō zo nanuka narikeru
When I count the myriad ages you will live, today marks barely the seventh day.
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu
Kotoshi oi no matsu wa nanuka ni narinikeri nokori no hodo o omoi koso yare
The young pine that sprouted this year has reached its seventh day; how my thoughts go out to the long years still to come.
Shui Wakashu - Taira no Kanemori
Chitose to mo kazu wa sadamezu yo no naka ni kagiri naki mi to hito mo iu beku
I will not fix the count at a thousand years; may you live so long that people in this world will call you one whose life has no end.
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu
Oinureba onaji koto koso serarekere kimi wa chiyo mase kimi wa chiyo mase
When one grows old, one cannot help saying the same thing over and over: may you live a thousand years, may you live a thousand years.
Shui Wakashu - Minamoto no Shitagō
Yuisomuru hatsumotoyui no komurasaki koromo no iro ni utsure to zo omou
I hope the deep purple of the first hair cord tied at his coming of age will pass into the color of his robes.
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu