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- Shin Kokin Wakashu
Hotaru tobu nosawa ni shigeru ashi no ne no yonayona shita ni kayou akikaze
Where the fireflies fly over the marshy field, the autumn wind passes night after night below, among the roots of the thick reeds.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Yoshitsune
Hisagi ouru katayamakage ni shinobitsutsu fukikeru mono o aki no yūkaze
In the shade of the low hills where the hisagi grow it had been blowing all along, keeping out of sight: the evening wind of autumn.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - The Monk Shune
Shiratsuyu no tama mote yueru mase no uchi ni hikari sae sou tokonatsu no hana
Within the fence, that seems to have been plaited out of white dew like jewels, the pinks have light added to them as well.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Retired Emperor Takakura
Shiratsuyu no nasake okikeru koto no ha ya honobono mieshi yūgao no hana
Are they the words the white dew left behind in kindness, these moonflowers that showed so faintly in the dusk?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - The Former Chancellor
Tasogare no nokiba no ogi ni tomosureba ho ni idenu aki zo shita ni kototou
At dusk I light the lamp by the reeds at my eaves, and an autumn that has not yet come into ear speaks to me from below.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Princess Shokushi
Kumo mayou yūbe ni aki o komenagara kaze mo ho ni idenu ogi no ue kana
Cloud drifts, and the evening holds autumn folded in it; and above the reeds the wind too has not yet come into the open.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Jien
Yamazato no mine no amagumo todaeshite yūbe suzushiki maki no shitatsuyu
At the mountain village the rain cloud has broken off the ridge, and the evening is cool with the dew under the cypresses.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Go-Toba In
Iwai kumu atari no ozasa tama koete katsugatsu musubu aki no yūtsuyu
By the rock spring where the water is drawn, the beads roll across the dwarf bamboo, and little by little the evening dew of autumn is forming.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kanezane
Katae sasu Ou no uranashi hatsuaki ni nari mo narazu mo kaze zo mi ni shimu
The wild pear at Ou puts out its one branch; and whether the fruit sets or not, whether autumn comes or not, the wind goes through me.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Kunaikyo
Natsugoromo katae suzushiku narinu nari yo ya fukenuramu yukiai no sora
One side of my summer robe has turned cool. Has the night grown late? It is the sky where summer and autumn meet.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Jien
Natsu hatsuru ōgi to aki no shiratsuyu to izure ka mazu wa okamu to suramu
The fan that summer's ending puts aside, and autumn's white dew: which of the two will be set down first?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Mibu no Tadamine
Misogi suru kawa no se mireba karakoromo himo yūgure ni nami zo tachikeru
Looking at the shallows where the purification is made, I find that as the day draws to evening the waves are rising.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Kannabi no mimuro no yama no kuzukazura ura fukikaesu aki wa kinikeri
On the sacred hill of Mimuro the wind turns up the pale undersides of the arrowroot leaves: autumn has come.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Otomo no Yakamochi
Itsushika to ogi no hamuke no katayori ni sosoya aki to zo kaze mo kikoyuru
Before I knew it the reed leaves are all leaning one way, and in the wind too I hear it: there, autumn.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Retired Emperor Sutoku
Kono nenuru yo no ma ni aki wa kinikerashi asake no kaze no kinō ni mo ninu
In the one night I slept, autumn seems to have come: the wind at daybreak is not what it was yesterday.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Suemichi
Itsumo kiku fumoto no sato to omoedomo kinō ni kawaru yamaoroshi no kaze
I thought it the same wind I always hear in the village at the foot of the hills; and yet it has changed since yesterday, this wind coming down off the slopes.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Sanesada