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- Gosen Wakashu
Umegae ni furiokeru yuki o haru chikami me no uchitsuke ni hana ka to zo miru
The snow lying on the plum branches, since spring is near, I take at first glance for blossoms.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Itsushika to yama no sakura mo waga gotoku toshi no konata ni haru o matsuran
Impatiently, the mountain cherries too, like me, must be waiting for spring even before the year has turned.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Toshi fukaku furitsumu yuki o miru toki zo Koshi no shirane ni sumu kokochi suru
When I see the snow piling deep as the year draws to its close, I feel as though I lived among the white peaks of Koshi.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Toshi kurete haru akegata ni narinureba hana no tameshi ni magau shirayuki
Now that the year has ended and spring is about to dawn, the white snow falls so like blossoms it could be taken for them.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Haru chikaku furu shirayuki wa Ogurayama mine ni zo hana no sakari narikeru
With the white snow that falls as spring draws near, on the peaks of Mount Ogura the blossoms are already in full bloom.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Fuyu no ike ni sumu niodori no tsure mo naku shita ni kayowan hito ni shirasu na
Like the grebe that lives on the winter pond, going beneath the water with no companion, let us feign indifference and secretly keep our hearts in touch; do not let anyone know.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Mubatama no yoru nomi fureru shirayuki wa teru tsukikage no tsumoru narikeri
The white snow that fell only in the night was, I see, the light of the shining moon piled up.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Kono tsuki no toshi no amari ni tarazaraba uguisu wa haya naki zo shinamashi
If this month had not been counted as the year's extra month, the warbler would already be singing.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Seki koyuru michi to wa nashi ni chika nagara toshi ni sawarite haru o matsu kana
Though it is no road through a barrier gate, and spring is close at hand, I wait for it, held back by the year.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Mono omou to suguru tsukihi mo shiranu ma ni kotoshi wa kyō ni hatenu to ka kiku
While I have been lost in longing, unaware of the months and days slipping by, I hear that this year ends today.
Gosen Wakashu - Fujiwara no Atsutada
Azumaji no Saya no Nakayama nakanaka ni aimite nochi zo wabishikarikeru
Like the "naka" of Saya no Nakayama on the eastern road, it is only after we have met as lovers that, against all expectation, the pain has grown harder to bear.
Gosen Wakashu - Minamoto no Muneyuki
Akatsuki to nani ka iiken wakarureba yoi mo ito koso wabishikarikere
Why did they ever say it is the dawn that makes partings painful? When we must part, even the early evening is bitterly hard to bear.
Gosen Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Madoromanu kabe ni mo hito o mitsuru kana masashikaranan haru no yo no yume
Though I was not even dozing, I saw you through the wall. Let it be a true dream, this dream of a spring night.
Gosen Wakashu - Suruga
Kuyakuya to matsu yūgure to ima wa tote kaeru ashita to izure masareri
The evening spent waiting, wondering "now? now?", or the morning when one says "it is time" and leaves—which of these is the harder to bear?
Gosen Wakashu - Prince Motoyoshi
Yūgure wa matsu ni mo kakaru shiratsuyu no okuru ashita ya kie wa hatsuran
In the evening my hopes cling to waiting, as white dew clings to the pine; but on the morning when the dew settles and I send you away, surely I will vanish utterly.
Gosen Wakashu - Fujiwara no Katsumi
Uchikaeshi kimi zo koishiki Yamato naru Furu no wasada no omoiidetsutsu
Over and over, as a field is turned again and again, I long for you, remembering the early rice fields of Furu in Yamato.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet