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- Sankashu
Oshimu yo no tsuki ni naraite ariake no iranu o maneku hanasusuki kana
Following our example as we grieve to part with the night's moon, the plumed pampas grass beckons to the dawn moon that has not yet set.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Hanasusuki tsuki no hikari ni magawamashi fukaki masuho no iro ni somezuba
The plumed pampas grass would be lost in the moonlight, indistinguishable from it, were its plumes not dyed in their deep reddish hue.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Tsuki sumu to ogi uezaran yado naraba aware sukunaki aki ni ya aramashi
However clear the moon might shine, if my house had no reed grass planted by it, would autumn not hold far less of its gentle sadness?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Tsuki naku wa kureba yado e ya kaeramashi nobe ni wa hana no sakari naritomo
Were there no moon, I would have gone home as soon as the day grew dark, however the flowers might be blooming in the fields.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Hana no koro o kage ni utsuseba aki no yo no tsuki mo nomori no kagami narikeri
Since it reflects the moor in its time of flowers in its light, the autumn night's moon too is a moor warden's mirror.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Tsuki no iro o hana ni kasanete ominaeshi uwamo no shita ni tsuyu o kaketaru
Laying the moon's pale color over her flowers, the maidenflower wears dewdrops hung beneath her outer skirt.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Yoi no ma no tsuyu ni shiorete ominaeshi ariake no tsuki no kage ni tawaruru
The maidenflower that drooped under the dew in the early night now sways playfully in the light of the dawn moon.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Niwa sayuru tsuki narikeri na ominaeshi shimo ni ainuru hana to mitareba
So it was the moonlight that made the garden so cold and bright, I realize, for I took the maidenflower for a flower touched by frost.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Tsuki no sumu asaji ni sudaku kirigirisu tsuyu no oku ni ya aki o shiruran
The crickets gathered singing in the low grass where the moon shines clear: is it by the settling of the dew that they know autumn has come?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Tsuyu nagara kobosade oran tsukikage ni kohagi ga eda no matsumushi no koe
I will break off the little bush clover branch in the moonlight with its dew still on it, spilling none, and with it the song of the pine cricket singing there.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Waga yo to ya fukeyuku sora o omouran koe mo yasumanu kirigirisu kana
Does the cricket think the deepening night its own, its time in the world, as it sings on without ever pausing?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Yūtsuyu no tama shiku oda no inamushiro kabusu hosue ni tsuki zo sumikeru
In the paddy strewn with evening dew like jewels, where the ripe rice spreads like a woven mat, the moon shines clear on the tips of the heavy, bowing ears.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Tagui naki kokochi koso sure aki no yo no tsuki sumu mine no saoshika no koe
Nothing can compare with the feeling it stirs in me: the call of the stag from the peak where the autumn night's moon shines clear.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Ko no ma moru ariake no tsuki no sayakeki ni momiji o soete nagametsuru kana
In the clear light of the dawn moon glimmering through the trees, I gazed on with the autumn leaves added to the view.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Tatsutayama tsuki sumu mine no kai zo naki fumoto ni kiri no harenu kagiri wa
On Mount Tatsuta the moon shining clear over the peak is all for nothing, so long as the mist at the foot of the mountain does not lift.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Inishie o nani ni tsukete ka omoiiden tsuki sae kumoru yo naramashikaba
By what could I recall the days of old if this were a world in which even the moon grew clouded?
Sankashu - Saigyō