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- Senzai Wakashu
Niwa no omo ni chirite tsumoreru momijiba wa kokonoe ni shiku nishiki narikeri
The autumn leaves fallen and heaped upon the garden are a brocade spread layer upon layer through the ninefold palace.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kinshige
Kyō mireba Arashi no yama wa Ōigawa momiji fukiorosu na ni koso arikere
Seeing it today, I find that Storm Mountain is named for the storm that blows its autumn leaves down into the Ōi River.
Senzai Wakashu - Shun'e
Ōigawa nagarete otsuru momiji kana sasou wa mine no arashi nomi ka wa
The autumn leaves float down the Ōi River. Is it only the storm on the peak that lures them away? The river lures them too.
Senzai Wakashu - Dōin
Ima zo shiru Tamuke no yama wa momijiba no nusa to chirikau na koso arikere
Now I know: the Mountain of Offerings takes its name from the autumn leaves scattering like strips offered to the gods.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kiyosuke
Tatsutayama fumoto no sato wa tōkeredo arashi no tsute ni momiji o zo miru
The village at the foot of Mount Tatsuta is far away, yet I see its autumn leaves as a message borne by the storm.
Senzai Wakashu - Hafuribe no Narinaka
Fukimidaru hahaso ga hara o miwataseba iro naki kaze mo momijishinikeri
As I look out over the oak grove the wind is tossing, even the colorless autumn wind has turned to autumn hues.
Senzai Wakashu - Kamo no Nariyasu
Iro kaenu matsu fuku kaze no oto wa shite chiru wa hahaso no momiji narikeri
There is the sound of wind in the unchanging pines, yet what falls, I find, are the autumn leaves of the oaks.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Tomonaka
Furusato no niwa wa konoha ni iro kaete kawara no matsu zo midori narikeru
At the old home, the garden has changed its color beneath the fallen leaves, and only the pine on the roof tiles, I find, is still green.
Senzai Wakashu - Koremune no Hirokoto
Chiritsumoru konoha mo kaze ni sasowarete niwa ni mo aki no kurenikeru kana
Even the fallen, piled leaves have been lured away by the wind, and in my garden too autumn has come to its end.
Senzai Wakashu - Jiben
Aki no ta ni momiji chirikeru yamazato o koto mo oroka ni omoikeru kana
How lightly I had thought until now of the mountain village where autumn leaves fall upon the autumn fields.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Toshiyori
Chirikakaru tani no ogawa no irozuku wa konoha ya mizu no shigure naruran
The little valley stream takes on color as the leaves fall upon it. Are the leaves, I wonder, the cold shower that dyes the water?
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kanezane
Kureteyuku aki o ba mizu ya sasouran momiji nagarenu yamakawa zo naki
Is the water luring away the departing autumn? There is no mountain stream without autumn leaves flowing down it.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kiminori
Momijiba no chiriyuku kata o tazunureba aki mo arashi no koe nomi zo suru
When I seek out where the autumn leaves have scattered, autumn too is gone, and there is only the voice of the storm.
Senzai Wakashu - Retired Emperor Sutoku
Saranu dani kokorobosoki o yamazato no kane sae aki no kure o tsugu nari
Forlorn enough as it is, and yet in the mountain village even the temple bell, I hear, proclaims the end of autumn.
Senzai Wakashu - Kakuchū
Karanishiki nusa ni tachimote yuku aki mo kyō ya Tamuke no yamaji koyuran
Autumn, setting out with Chinese brocade cut into offering strips, will it cross the mountain road of Tamuke today?
Senzai Wakashu - Senzai
Akenu tomo nao akikaze wa otozurete nobe no keshiki yo omogawari su na
Even when the night breaks and winter comes, let the autumn wind still come calling, and you, the fields, do not change your face.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Toshiyori