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- Senzai Wakashu
Tatsutayama chiru momijiba o kite mireba aki wa fumoto ni kaeru narikeri
Coming to see the autumn leaves falling on Mount Tatsuta, I find that autumn returns to the foot of the mountain.
Senzai Wakashu - Oe no Masafusa
Koyoi made aki wa kagire to sadamekeru kamiyo mo sara ni urameshiki kana
Even the age of the gods, which decreed that autumn should end tonight, now seems all the more hateful to me.
Senzai Wakashu - Hanazono no Sadaijin-ke no Kodaishin
Kinō koso aki wa kureshika itsu no ma ni iwama no mizu no usugōru ran
It was only yesterday that autumn came to an end, so when did the water among the rocks freeze over with a thin skin of ice?
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kinzane
Ikabakari aki no nagori o nagamemashi kesa wa ko no ha ni arashi fukazu wa
How long I could have gazed on what remains of autumn, had the storm wind not blown through the leaves this morning.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Toshiyori
Izumigawa mizu no miwata no fushizuke ni shibama no kōru fuyu wa kinikeri
Winter has come, when ice forms among the twigs of the brushwood traps sunk in the bends of the Izumi River.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Nakazane
Hima mo naku chiru momijiba ni uzumorete niwa no keshiki mo fuyugomorikeri
Buried beneath the autumn leaves that fall without pause, even the look of the garden has withdrawn into winter seclusion.
Senzai Wakashu - Retired Emperor Sutoku
Samazama no kusaba mo ima wa shimogarenu nobe yori fuyu ya tachite kitsu ran
The leaves of every kind of grass have now withered in the frost. Did winter rise from the fields and make its way here?
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kinyoshi
Sumu mizu o kokoro nashi to wa tare ka iu kōri zo fuyu no hajime o mo shiru
Who would say that clear water has no heart? By turning to ice, it knows even the very beginning of winter.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Takasue
Aki no uchi wa aware shiraseshi kaze no oto no hageshisa souru fuyu wa kinikeri
Winter has come, when the sound of the wind, which in autumn taught me the poignancy of things, grows wilder still.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Norinaga
Wagimoko ga uwamo no suso no mizunami ni kesa koso fuyu wa tachihajimekere
Like the waves rising in the water pattern on the hem of my beloved's outer skirt, this very morning winter has begun to rise.
Senzai Wakashu - Hanazono no Sadaijin-ke no Kodaishin
Itsu no ma ni kakehi no mizu no kōru ramu sa koso arashi no oto no kawarame
When did the water in the bamboo pipe freeze? No wonder the sound of the storm has changed.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Takayoshi
Toyama fuku arashi no kaze no oto kikeba madaki ni fuyu no oku zo shiraruru
When I hear the storm wind blowing over the nearby hills, I already sense, ahead of its time, the deep heart of winter.
Senzai Wakashu - Izumi Shikibu
Hatsushimo ya okihajimu ran akatsuki no kane no oto koso hono kikoyu nare
Has the first frost begun to settle? The bell at dawn comes to me faintly.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kinyoshi
Takasago no onoe no kane no oto su nari akatsuki kakete shimo ya oku ran
I hear the bell on the summit at Takasago. Is the frost settling as the night draws on toward dawn?
Senzai Wakashu - Oe no Masafusa
Hisagi ouru ono no asaji ni oku shimo no shiroki o mireba yo ya fukenu ran
Seeing how white the frost lies on the sparse reeds of the moor where the hisagi trees grow, I wonder if the night has already grown late.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Mototoshi
Fuyu kite wa hitoyo futayo o tamazasa no hawake no shimo no tokoroseki made
Since winter came, night after night the frost on each leaf of the bamboo grass has thickened until there is no room left.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Teika