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- Shin Kokin Wakashu
Furusato ni koromo utsu to wa yuku kari ya tabi no sora ni mo nakite tsuguran
Do the wild geese passing overhead cry out even to one beneath a traveler's sky, telling him that robes are being beaten at home?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Tsunenobu
Kari nakite fuku kaze samumi karakoromo kimi machigate ni utanu yo zo naki
The wild geese cry and the wind blows cold; unable to bear waiting for you, there is not a night I do not beat my robe.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Miyoshino no yama no akikaze sayo fukete furusato samuku koromo utsu nari
The autumn wind blows down from the mountains of Yoshino; as the night deepens, the old village grows cold, and I hear robes being beaten.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Asukai Masatsune
Chitabi utsu kinuta no oto ni yume samete mono omou sode no tsuyu zo kudakuru
Woken from my dream by the sound of a fulling block struck a thousand times, the dew on the sleeves of one lost in brooding shatters.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Princess Shokushi
Fukenikeri yama no ha chikaku tsuki saete tōchi no sato ni koromo utsu koe
Night has grown late; the moon shines cold near the mountain ridge, and from a distant village comes the sound of robes being beaten.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Princess Shokushi
Aki hatsuru sayo fukegata no tsuki mireba sode mo nokorazu tsuyu zo okikeru
Gazing at the moon in the depths of night as autumn comes to its end, I find dew has settled on my sleeves, leaving no part untouched.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Michinobu
Hitori nuru yamadori no o no shidario ni shimo oki mayou toko no tsukikage
On the long trailing tail of the copper pheasant sleeping alone, frost seems to settle and waver—the moonlight falling on my bed.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Teika
Hitome mishi nobe no keshiki wa uragarete tsuyu no yosuga ni yadoru tsuki kana
The fields I once glanced upon have withered at the tips, and the moon comes to lodge there, with only the dew as its refuge.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Jakuren
Aki no yo wa koromo samushiro kasanete mo tsuki no hikari ni shiku mono zo naki
On an autumn night, when robes are cold, though I pile up mat upon mat, nothing I spread can match the moonlight.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Tsunenobu
Aki no yo wa haya nagatsuki ni narinikeri kotowari nari ya nezame seraruru
The autumn nights have already reached the Long Month; no wonder I find myself waking in the night.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Retired Emperor Kazan
Murasame no tsuyu mo mada hinu maki no ha ni kiri tachinoboru aki no yūgure
On the leaves of the cedars, still wet with dew from a passing shower, mist rises in the autumn dusk.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Jakuren
Sabishisa wa miyama no aki no asagumori kiri ni shioruru maki no shitatsuyu
Loneliness is this: a clouded autumn morning in the deep mountains, the dew dripping beneath the cedars, drooping in the mist.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Go-Toba In
Akebono ya kawase no nami no takasebune kudasu ka hito no sode no akigiri
At daybreak, is someone steering a flat-bottomed boat down over the waves of the shallows? Their sleeves show faintly through the autumn mist.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Michiteru
Fumoto oba uji no kawagiri tachikomete kumoi ni miyuru asahiyama kana
The river mist of Uji has closed over the foot of the hills, and Mount Asahi appears high among the clouds.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kinzane
Yamazato ni kiri no magaki no hedatezu wa ochikatabito no sode mo mitemashi
In this mountain village, if the hedge of mist did not stand between us, I could see even the sleeves of people in the distance.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Sone no Yoshitada
Naku kari no ne o nomi zo kiku ogurayama kiri tachiharuru toki shi nakereba
I hear only the cries of the wild geese at Mount Ogura, for the mist that rises there never clears.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Kiyohara no Fukayabu