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- Kinyo Wakashu
Shinagadori ina no fushihara kaze saete koya no ikemizu kōri shinikeri
The wind blowing over the low fields of Ina has grown bitterly cold, and the water of the pond at Koya has frozen.
Kinyo Wakashu - Fujiwara no Nakazane
Fuyu samumi sora ni kōreru tsukikage wa yado ni moru koso tokuru narikere
In winter's cold, the moonlight seems frozen in the sky, yet when it leaks into my house, it is then that it melts.
Kinyo Wakashu - Minamoto no Akinaka
Mizutori no tsurara no makura hima mo nashi ube saekerashi tofu no sugagomo
The ice that serves the water birds as a pillow is laid without a single gap; no wonder it has grown so cold, close-woven like a sedge mat of Tofu.
Kinyo Wakashu - Minamoto no Tsunenobu
Hashitaka no shirafu ni iro ya magauramu tokaeru yama ni arare furu rashi
Have they become impossible to tell apart from the white flecks of the sparrow hawk's feathers? On the mountain where the hawks molt, hail must be falling.
Kinyo Wakashu - Oe no Masafusa
Takane ni wa yuki furinu rashi mashibagawa hoki no kakekusa taruhi sugareri
Snow must have fallen on the high peaks, for on the grasses hanging from the cliffs by the Mashiba River, icicles are clinging.
Koromode ni yogo no urakaze saezaete kodakamiyama ni yuki furinikeri
The wind off the inlet of Yogo blows ever colder against my sleeves, and snow has fallen on Mount Kodakami.
Shiranami no tachiwataru ka to miyuru kana hamana no hashi ni fureru hatsuyuki
It looks as if white waves were rising all across it, the first snow that has fallen on the Bridge of Hamana.
Hatsuyuki wa maki no ha shiroku furinikeri ko ya onoyama no fuyu no sabishisa
The first snow has fallen, turning the leaves of the evergreens white; is this, then, the loneliness of winter on Mount Ono?
Kinyo Wakashu - Minamoto no Tsunenobu
Nurenure mo nao kariyukamu hashitaka no uwaba no yuki o uchiharaitsutsu
Though I am soaked through, I will still go on hunting, brushing again and again the snow from the outer feathers of my sparrow hawk.
Kinyo Wakashu - Minamoto no Michinari
Hashitaka o torikau sawa ni kage mireba waga mi mo tomo ni toyakaeri seri
Looking at my reflection in the marsh where I keep my sparrow hawk, I see that I too, along with the hawk, have molted with the years and turned white.
Kinyo Wakashu - Minamoto no Toshiyori
Kotowari ya katano no ono ni naku kigisu sa koso wa kari no hito wa tsurakere
No wonder you cry, pheasant on the moor of Katano; that is how cruel those who hunt can be.
Ika ni semu sue no matsuyama nami kosaba mine no hatsuyuki kie mo koso sure
What am I to do? If the waves should cross over Sue no Matsuyama, the first snow on the peak might vanish.
Kinyo Wakashu - Oe no Masafusa
Furu yuki ni sugi no aoba mo uzumorete shirushi mo miezu miwa no yamamoto
Buried by the falling snow, even the green leaves of the cedars cannot be seen, and there is no landmark left at the foot of Mount Miwa.
Iwashiro no musuberu matsu ni furu yuki wa haru mo tokezu ya aramu to suramu
Does the snow falling on the tied pine of Iwashiro mean to stay unmelted even when spring comes?
Yuki fureba iyatakayama no kozue ni wa mada fuyu nagara hana sakinikeri
Since snow has fallen, on the treetops of Mount Iyataka flowers have bloomed, though it is still winter.
Koromode no saeyuku mama ni shimoto yuu katsuragiyama ni yuki wa furitsutsu
As my sleeves grow colder and colder, snow keeps falling on Mount Katsuragi.
Kinyo Wakashu - Minamoto no Toshiyori