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- Kinkaishu
Omoiidete mukashi o shinobu sode no ue ni arishi ni mo aranu tsuki zo yadoreru
On my sleeve, wet as I recall and long for the past, the moon lodges—yet not as it once was.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Kusa no io ni hitori nagamete toshi mo henu tomo naki yado no aki no yo no tsuki
Gazing alone from my grass hut, I have let the years go by—the autumn moon over my friendless dwelling.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Asajiwara nushi naki yado no niwa no omo ni aware ikuyo no tsuki wa sumikemu
In the garden of this masterless house, gone to cogon grass—ah, for how many nights has the moon shone clear and dwelt there?
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Yukimeguri mata mo kite mimu furusato no yado moru tsuki wa ware o wasuru na
After wandering far, I will come again to see you—O moon who keeps watch over the house in my old village, do not forget me.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Ōhara ya oboro no shimizu sato tōmi hito koso kumane tsuki wa sumikeri
At Ōhara, the Oboro spring lies so far from the village that no one comes to draw its water—yet the moon dwells there, shining clear.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Wakuraba ni yukite mo mishiga samegai no furuki shimizu ni yadoru tsukikage
Just once, by chance, I would like to go and see it—the moonlight lodged in the old spring of Samegai.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Tamasaka ni miru mono ni moga ise no umi no kiyoki nagisa no aki no yo no tsuki
If only I could see it, even now and then—the autumn night's moon over the clear shore of the sea of Ise.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Ise no umi ya nami ni taketaru aki no yo no ariake no tsuki ni matsukaze zo fuku
O sea of Ise! Over the waves the autumn night has grown deep, and beneath the moon lingering at dawn the wind blows through the pines.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Suma no ama no sode fukikaesu shiokaze ni uramite fukuru aki no yo no tsuki
In the salt wind that blows back the sleeves of the fishers of Suma, the autumn moon grows late, gazing on the bay as if with reproach.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Shiogama no ura fuku kaze ni aki takete magaki ga shima ni tsuki katabukinu
In the wind sweeping Shiogama Bay, autumn has passed its height, and over the isle of Magaki the moon has sunk low.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Sazanami ya hira no yamakaze sayo fukete tsukikage sabishi shiga no karasaki
Rippling waves! In the mountain wind from Hira the night grows late, and the moonlight lies lonely on Karasaki of Shiga.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Tsuki mireba koromode samushi sarashina ya obasuteyama no mine no akikaze
As I gaze at the moon my sleeves grow cold—the autumn wind from the peaks of Mount Obasute in Sarashina.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Yama samumi koromode usushi sarashina ya obasute no tsuki ni aki fukeshikaba
The mountains are so cold my sleeves feel thin—for autumn has grown late under the moon of Obasute in Sarashina.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Hisakata no tsuki no hikari shi kiyokereba aki no nakaba o sora ni shiru kana
Because the light of the moon is so especially clear, I know from the sky that it is the very middle of autumn.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Aki takete yo fukaki tsuki no kage mireba aretaru yado ni koromo utsunari
Autumn has deepened, and as I gaze at the moonlight late at night, I hear someone beating cloth in a ruined house.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Sayo fukete nakaba fukeyuku tsukikage ni akade ya hito no koromo utsuramu
The night grows late, and in the moonlight deepening past midnight, do they go on beating their cloth, never tiring?
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo