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- Senzai Wakashu
Tsurezure to fureba namida no ame naru o haru no mono to ya hito wa miruramu
As I pass the days idly lost in thought, my tears fall like rain; do others look on it only as the rain of spring?
Senzai Wakashu - Izumi Shikibu
Miyamagi no kageno no shita no shitawarabi moeizuredomo shiru hito mo nashi
Under the trees deep in the mountains, in the shaded field below, the hidden bracken sprouts and comes up, yet there is no one who knows of it.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Mototoshi
Migomori ni ashi no wakaba ya moenuramu Tamae no numa o asaru harugoma
Have the young reed leaves already sprouted, hidden under the water? In the marsh of Tamae the spring colts are foraging.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kiyosuke
Haru kureba tanomu no kari mo ima wa tote kaeru kumoji ni omoitatsu nari
When spring comes, even the geese that relied on the rice fields seem to say, "now it is time," and resolve to set out on the cloud-road home.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Toshiyori
Nagamureba kasumeru sora no ukigumo to hitotsu ni narinu kaeru karigane
As I gaze lost in thought, the homeward-flying geese merge with the clouds drifting in the hazy sky and become one with them.
Senzai Wakashu - Kujō Yoshitsune
Amatsu sora hitotsu ni miyuru Koshi no umi no nami o wakete mo kaeru karigane
Even parting the waves of the sea of Koshi, which looks as one with the vast sky, the wild geese fly home.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Yorimasa
Kaeru kari iku kumoi tomo shiranedomo kokoro bakari o taguete zo yaru
Wild geese returning home, I do not know how many clouds away you will go, but I send my heart, at least, to keep you company.
Senzai Wakashu - Hafuribe no Narinaka
Haru wa nao hana no nioi mo samo araba are tada mi ni shimu wa akebono no sora
In spring, after all, the beauty of the blossoms may be what it may; what truly pierces me to the heart is the sky at dawn.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Suemichi
Asayū ni hana matsu koro wa omoine no yume no uchi ni zo sakihajimekeru
In these days when I wait morning and evening for the blossoms, they have begun to bloom within the dreams I dream as I fall asleep thinking of them.
Senzai Wakashu - Retired Emperor Sutoku
Izukata ni hana sakinuramu to omou yori yomo no yamabe ni chiru kokoro kana
The moment I wonder where the blossoms might have opened, my heart scatters off toward the hillsides on every side.
Senzai Wakashu - Taikenmon-in no Horikawa
Yamazakura tazunu to kiku ni sasowarenu oi no kokoro no akugaruru kana
I heard you were going to seek out the mountain cherries, and though I was not invited, this old heart of mine wanders off after them all the same.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Morozane
Kage kiyoki hana no kagami to miyuru kana nodoka ni sumeru Shirakawa no mizu
It looks like a mirror for the blossoms, so pure are their reflections in it: the calm, clear water of the Shirakawa.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Arihito
Yorozuyo no hana no tameshi ya kyō naramu mukashi mo kakaru haru shi nakereba
Surely today will be the model of blossom viewing for ten thousand years to come, for never in the past has there been such a spring as this.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Saneyoshi
Tazunetsuru hana no atari ni narinikeri niou ni shirushi haru no yamakaze
I have come at last near the blossoms I was seeking; it is plain from the fragrance carried on the spring mountain wind.
Senzai Wakashu - Retired Emperor Sutoku
Kaerusa o isoganu hodo no michi naraba nodoka ni mine no hana wa mitemashi
If this were a road on which you need not hurry home, I could gaze at leisure on the blossoms on the peaks.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Tadamichi
Yamazakura niou atari no harugasumi kaze o ba yoso ni tachihedatenamu
O spring haze lying where the mountain cherries bloom in glory, rise up and keep the wind far away from them.
Senzai Wakashu - Chūnagon no Joō