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- Shin Kokin Wakashu
Kinō dani towamu to omoishi Tsu no kuni no Ikuta no mori ni aki wa kinikeri
Only yesterday I meant to go and see it; and autumn has come already to the wood at Ikuta in Tsu.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Ietaka
Fuku kaze no iro koso miene Takasago no onoe no matsu ni aki wa kinikeri
The wind that blows has no colour to show; and still, autumn has come to the pines on the height at Takasago.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Hideyoshi
Fushimiyama matsu no kage yori miwataseba akuru tanomo ni akikaze zo fuku
Looking out from the shade of the pines on Fushimi hill, I see the autumn wind blowing over the paddies as the day breaks.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shunzei
Akenuru ka koromode samushi Sugawara ya Fushimi no sato no aki no hatsukaze
Has the day broken? My sleeves are cold. The first wind of autumn in the village of Fushimi at Sugawara.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Ietaka
Fukakusa no tsuyu no yosuga o chigiri nite sato o ba karezu aki wa kinikeri
As though it had pledged itself by the dew of Fukakusa, autumn has come without ever leaving the village.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Yoshitsune
Aware mata ika ni shinobamu sode no tsuyu nohara no kaze ni aki wa kinikeri
How am I to think of it all again? The dew on my sleeve. In the wind across the moor, autumn has come.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Michitomo
Shikitae no makura no ue ni suginu nari tsuyu o tazunuru aki no hatsukaze
It seems to have passed over my pillow: the first wind of autumn, come looking for the dew.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Tomochika
Mizukuki no oka no kuzuha mo irozukite kesa urakanashi aki no hatsukaze
The arrowroot leaves on the hill have taken their colour, and this morning there is a vague sadness in the first wind of autumn.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - The Monk Kensho
Aki wa tada kokoro yori oku yūtsuyu o sode no hoka to mo omoikeru kana
Autumn is nothing but an evening dew that settles out of the heart; and I had taken it for something outside my sleeve.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Echizen
Kinō made yoso ni shinobishi shitaogi no sueha no tsuyu ni akikaze zo fuku
Until yesterday the low reeds kept out of sight; and now the autumn wind blows on the dew at their leaf-tips.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Masatsune
Oshinabete mono o omowanu hito ni sae kokoro o tsukuru aki no hatsukaze
Even in one who broods over nothing at all it makes a heart: the first wind of autumn.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - The Monk Saigyo
Aware ika ni kusaba no tsuyu no kooruramu akikaze tachinu Miyagino no hara
How the dew on the grass must be freezing there: the autumn wind has risen over the moor of Miyagi.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - The Monk Saigyo
Mishibu tsuki ueshi yamada ni hita haete mata sode nurasu aki wa kinikeri
In the hillside field I planted with the scum of the water still on me, I have strung the clappers now, and autumn has come to wet my sleeves again.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shunzei
Asagiri ya Tatsuta no yama no sato narade aki kinikeri to tare ka shiramashi
But for this village below the hills of Tatsuta, where the morning mist rises, who could have known that autumn had come?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Tadamichi
Yūgure wa ogi fuku kaze no oto masaru ima hata ika ni nezame seraremu
At evening the wind in the reeds sounds louder; and how, tonight, shall I be woken from my sleep?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Prince Tomohira
Yū sareba ogi no hamuke o fuku kaze ni koto zo to mo naku namida ochikeri
When evening comes, in the wind that blows across the leaning reeds, my tears fall for no reason I can give.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Sanesada