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- Kinkaishu
Furu yuki o ika ni aware to nagamuramu kokoro wa mou tomo ashi tatazu shite
With what deep feeling you must be gazing at the falling snow—though your heart may long to go out, your feet will not let you stand.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Nushi shire to hikikeru koma no yuki o wakeba kashikoki ato ni kaere to zo omou
If the horse you led to me, bidding it know its master, makes its way through the snow, I would have it follow the wise old precedent and return.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Haru machite kasumi no sode ni kasaneyo to shimo no koromo no okite koso yuke
"Wait for spring, and wear it beneath the misty sleeves of your spring robe"—so I leave behind this frost-touched undergarment as I rise at dawn and go.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Sumi o yaku hito no kokoro mo aware nari sate mo kono yo o suguru narai wa
How moving it is to think of the hearts of those who burn charcoal—and yet, such is the way of all who pass through this world.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Yuki furite kyō tomo shiranu okuyama ni sumi yaku okina aware hakanami
With the snow fallen, deep in the mountains where he does not even know what day it is, the old man burns his charcoal—ah, how fleeting it all is!
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Sumigama no keburi mo sabishi ōhara ya furinishi sato no yuki no yūgure
Even the smoke rising from the charcoal kilns looks lonely—at Ōhara, in the old village, at dusk with the snow falling.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Mi ni tsumoru tsumi ya ika naru tsumi naramu kyō furu yuki to tomo ni kenanamu
What manner of sins are these that have piled up upon me? I would have them melt away today along with the falling snow.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Toshi fureba samuki shimo koso saekerashi kōbe wa yama no yuki naranaku ni
As the years pass, the cold frost seems to grow ever keener—though this white head of mine is not the snow on the mountains.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Shiraga to ii oinuru ke ni ya koto shi areba toshi no hayaku mo omōyuru kana
Is it because my hair has turned white and I have grown old? At every turn the years seem to slip by so quickly.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Oinureba toshi no kureyuku tabigoto ni waga mi hitotsu to omōyuru kana
Now that I have grown old, each time the year draws to its close, it feels as though the ending were mine alone.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Uchiwasure hakanakute nomi sugushikinu aware to omoe mi ni mo tsumoru toshi
Forgetting everything, I have let my days slip by in nothing but vain and fleeting ways—take pity on me, O years that keep piling up on me.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Ashihiki no yama yori oku ni yado mogana toshi no kumajiki kakurega ni semu
If only I had a dwelling even deeper than the mountains—I would make it a hiding place where the years could never come.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Chiri o dani sueji to ya omou yuku toshi no ato naki niwa o harau matsukaze
Does it mean to leave not even a speck of dust? The wind in the pines sweeps the garden, where the departing year has left no trace.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Tori mo aezu hakanaku kurete yuku toshi no shibashi todomuru sekimori mogana
Before I can grasp anything, the year darkens and fades away—if only there were a barrier guard to hold it back, even for a little while.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Mononofu no yaso ujigawa o yuku mizu no nagarete hayaki toshi no kure kana
Like the waters rushing down the Uji River, the year flows swiftly by to its close.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Shirayuki no furu no yama naru sugimura no suguru hodo naki toshi no kure kana
Like the cedars on Mount Furu, where the white snow falls, the year's end passes in no time at all.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo