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- Shui Wakashu
Mezurashiki chiyo no hajime no ne no hi ni wa matsu kyō o koso hiku bekarikere
On this rare and auspicious Day of the Rat that begins a thousand ages, it is today itself that we should first draw to us, as one pulls up a pine.
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Nobukata
Yukusue mo ne no hi no matsu no tameshi ni wa kimi ga chitose o hikan to zo omou
In the years to come too, after the custom of pulling the pine on the Day of the Rat, I mean to draw your thousand years to you.
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Yoritada (Rengi-kō)
Matsu o nomi tokiwa to omou ni yo to tomo ni nagasu izumi mo midori narikeri
I had thought only the pine was evergreen, but the spring that flows on through the ages is green as well.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Minazuki no nagoshi no harae suru hito wa chitose no inochi nobu to iu nari
They say that those who perform the summer purification in the Sixth Month will have their lives lengthened by a thousand years.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Misogi shite omou koto o zo inoritsuru yaoyorozuyo no kami no manimani
Having cleansed myself, I have prayed for what is in my heart, leaving it to the will of the myriad gods, for myriad ages to come.
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Korehira
Yorozuyo ni kawaranu hana no iro nareba izure no aki ka kimi ga mizaran
Since the color of these flowers will not change for ten thousand ages, is there any autumn in which you would not see them?
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Saneyori
Chitose to zo kusamura goto ni kikoyu naru ko ya matsumushi no koe ni wa aru ran
From every clump of grass comes the cry "a thousand years"—could this be the voice of the pine crickets?
Shui Wakashu - Taira no Kanemori
Taga toshi no kazu to ka wa min yukikaeri chidori naku naru hama no masago o
Whose count of years could I take them for but yours—the fine sands of the beach where plovers cry as they come and go?
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Oisomuru ne yori zo shiruki fuetake no sue no yo nagaku naran mono to wa
From the roots of the bamboo just beginning to grow, and from the notes of the flute, it is plain that, like the long joints of this flute bamboo, the ages to come will stretch on long.
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu
Chitose to mo nani ka inoran ura ni sumu tazu no ue o zo miru bekarikeru
Why pray for a thousand years at all? I need only look at the crane that dwells on the back of the mirror, as on the shore.
Shui Wakashu - Ise
Kimi ga yo wa ama no hagoromo mare ni kite nazu tomo tsukinu iwao naranan
May your life be like a great rock that never wears away, though heavenly beings come down but rarely, wearing their feathered robes, to brush it.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Ugoki naki iwao no hate mo kimi zo min otome no sode no nade tsukusu made
You shall live to see even the end of the immovable rock, until the sleeves of the heavenly maidens have brushed it all away.
Shui Wakashu - Kiyohara no Motosuke
Harugasumi tatsu akatsuki o miru kara ni kokoro zo sora ni narinu beranaru
The moment I see the dawn when the spring haze rises and you set out, my heart seems about to drift off into emptiness, like the sky.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Sakurabana tsuyu ni nuretaru kao mireba nakite wakareshi hito zo koishiki
When I see the cherry blossoms wet with dew like a face, I long for the one from whom I parted in tears.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Chiru hana wa michi mienu made uzumanan wakaruru hito mo tachi ya tomaru to
I wish the falling blossoms would bury the road until it can no longer be seen, so that the one who is leaving might stop and stay.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Karigane no kaeru o kikeba wakareji wa kumoi haruka ni omou bakari zo
When I hear the wild geese calling as they return north, the road of our parting seems only as far away as the distant clouds.
Shui Wakashu - Sone no Yoshitada