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- Senzai Wakashu
Tsuyu samumi uragare moteku aki no no ni sabishiku mo aru kaze no oto kana
On the autumn moor, where the grasses wither from their tips as the dew grows cold, how lonely is the sound of the wind.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Tokimasa
Yūgure wa Ono no hagiwara fuku kaze ni sabishiku mo aru ka shika no nakunaru
At dusk, on the wind blowing over the bush clover fields of Ono, comes a deer's cry, and how lonely it is.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Masaie
Mimuroyama orosu arashi no sabishiki ni tsuma yobu shika no koe tagū nari
To the lonely sound of the storm blowing down from Mount Mimuro comes, as its companion, the voice of a deer calling for its mate.
Senzai Wakashu - Nijō Taikōtaigōgū no Higo
Somakata ni michi ya madoeru saoshika no tsuma tou koe no shigeku mo aru kana
Has it lost its way toward the timber hills? Again and again I hear the stag crying out for its mate.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kinzane
Aki no yo wa onaji onoe ni naku shika no fukeyuku mama ni chikaku naru kana
On an autumn night, the deer crying on the same peak sounds nearer and nearer as the night grows late.
Senzai Wakashu - Prince Sukehito
Saoshika no naku ne wa nobe ni kikoyuredo namida wa toko no mono ni zo arikeru
The stag's cry is heard out in the fields, yet the tears, I find, belong to my own bed.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Toshiyori
Saranu dani yūbe sabishiki yamazato no tsuyu no magaki ni oshika naku nari
The mountain village is lonely at evening as it is, and now by its dew-wet brushwood fence a stag is crying.
Senzai Wakashu - Taikenmon-in no Horikawa
Minatogawa ukine no toko ni kikoyu nari Ikuta no oku no saoshika no koe
To my bed as I lie afloat on the Minato River comes the cry of a stag from deep within Ikuta.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Norikane
Ukine suru Ina no minato ni kikoyu nari shika no ne orosu mine no matsukaze
At Ina harbor, where I lie afloat, I hear the pine wind from the peak blowing down with a deer's cry.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Takanobu
Yo o komete Akashi no seto o kogiizureba haruka ni okuru saoshika no koe
As we row out through the Akashi strait while night is still deep, a stag's cry seems to see us off from far away.
Senzai Wakashu - Shun'e
Minatogawa yobune kogiizuru oikaze ni shika no koe sae seto wataru nari
As the night boat rows out from the Minato River on a following wind, I hear even the deer's voice crossing the strait with us.
Senzai Wakashu - Dōin
Miyagino no kohagi ga hara o yuku hodo wa shika no ne o sae wakete kiku kana
While I make my way across the bush clover moor of Miyagino, I part not only the clover but even the cries of the deer on either side as I listen.
Senzai Wakashu - Kakuen
Saoshika no tsuma yobu koe mo ikanare ya yūbe wa wakite kanashikaruran
Why is it that even the stag's call to its mate sounds so especially sad at evening?
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Nagonori
Kiku mama ni katashiku sode no nururu kana shika no koe ni wa tsuyu ya souran
As I listen, the sleeve I spread to sleep alone grows wet. Does the deer's cry bring dew along with it?
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Sueyoshi
Yamazato no akatsukigata no shika no ne wa yowa no aware no kagiri narikeri
The deer's cry in a mountain village before dawn was the very height of all the night's deep feeling.
Senzai Wakashu - Jien
Yoso ni dani mi ni shimu kure no shika no ne ni ikanaru tsuma ka tsurenakaruran
The deer's cry at dusk pierces even a stranger to the bone. What sort of mate can remain so cold to it?
Senzai Wakashu - Shun'e