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- Shin Kokin Wakashu
Higurashi no naku yūgure zo ukarikeru itsumo tsukisenu omoi naredomo
It is the evening when the cicadas cry that is hardest, though the brooding never ends at any hour.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Nagato
Aki kureba tokiwa no yama no matsukaze mo utsuru bakari ni mi ni zo shimikeru
When autumn comes, even the wind in the pines of the unchanging mountain goes through me until it seems their colour must change.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Izumi Shikibu
Akikaze no yoso ni fukikuru Otowayama nani no kusaki ka nodokekarubeki
The autumn wind comes blowing from elsewhere over Otowa: what grass or tree there could stay quiet under it?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Sone no Yoshitada
Akatsuki no tsuyu wa namida mo todomarade uramuru kaze no koe zo nokoreru
At daybreak neither the dew nor the tears remain; only the voice of the wind, with its grievance, is left.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Sagami
Takamado no noji no shinohara sue sawagi soso ya kogarashi kyō fukinu nari
The tips of the bamboo along the road at Takamado are astir: there, the withering wind has begun to blow today.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Mototoshi
Fukakusa no sato no tsukikage sabishisa mo sumikoshi mama no nobe no akikaze
The moonlight on the village of Fukakusa, and the loneliness of it, are as they have always been, lived in and clear: the autumn wind across the moor.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Michitomo
Ōaraki no mori no ko no ma o morikanete hitodanome naru aki no yo no tsuki
It cannot quite come through the branches of the wood at Oaraki, and still it holds out hope: the moon of an autumn night.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - The Daughter of Fujiwara no Shunzei
Ariake no tsuki matsu yado no sode no ue ni hitodanome naru yoi no inazuma
On the sleeve at the house that waits for the dawn moon, holding out a hope it will not keep: the lightning of the evening.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Ietaka
Kaze wataru asaji ga sue no tsuyu ni dani yadori mo hatenu yoi no inazuma
It will not so much as lodge on the dew at the tips of the low reeds the wind passes through: the lightning of the evening.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Ariie
Musashino ya yukedomo aki no hate zo naki ikanaru kaze ka sue ni fukuramu
On the moor of Musashi I go on, and autumn has no end: what wind must be blowing out there at its farthest edge?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Michiteru
Itsu made ka namida kumorade tsuki wa mishi aki machiete mo aki zo koishiki
Until when was it that I looked at the moon with no tears to cloud it? I waited for autumn and have it, and still I long for autumn.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Jien
Nagame wabinu aki yori hoka no yado mogana no ni mo yama ni mo tsuki ya sumuramu
I am worn out with gazing. If there were some lodging outside autumn; but on moor and hill alike the moon is clear, and lives there.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Princess Shokushi
Tsukikage no hatsuakikaze to fukeyukeba kokorozukushi ni mono o koso omoe
As the night deepens with the moonlight and the first autumn wind, I do nothing but brood, and spend my whole heart on it.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Retired Emperor En'yu
Ashihiki no yama no anata ni sumu hito wa matade ya aki no tsuki o miruramu
Do those who live on the far side of the mountains see the autumn moon without any waiting?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Retired Emperor Sanjo
Shikishima ya Takamadoyama no kumoma yori hikari sashisou yumihari no tsuki
Over Takamado hill in Yamato, through a break in the cloud, the half moon adds its light.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Retired Emperor Horikawa
Hito yori mo kokoro no kagiri nagametsuru tsuki wa tare to mo wakaji mono yue
I have gazed at it more than anyone, with all my heart; and the moon will never tell me from another.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Yorimune