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- Gosen Wakashu
Aki no ta no ine chō koto o kakeshikaba omoiizuru ga ureshige mo nashi
Since you once cast at me the word "ine"—like the rice of the autumn fields, but meaning "be gone"—your remembering me now brings me no joy.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Hito kouru kokoro bakari wa sore nagara ware wa ware ni mo aranu narikeri
Only my heart that longs for you remains as it was; I myself, I find, am no longer who I am.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Omoigawa taezu nagaruru mizu no awa no utakata hito ni awade kieme ya
Like the bubbles on the River of Longing that flows without end, could I ever vanish, even for a moment, without having met you?
Gosen Wakashu - Ise
Omoiyaru kokoro wa tsune ni kayoedomo Ausaka no seki koezu mo aru kana
My heart, reaching out to you, is forever on its way, yet the Barrier of Ōsaka, the Hill of Meeting, I have never crossed.
Gosen Wakashu - Mimune no Kintada
Kiehatete yaminu bakari ka toshi o hete kimi o omoi no shirushi nakereba
Am I simply to burn out and be gone, since all these years my love for you, a fire within me, has borne no fruit?
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Omoi dani shirushi nashi chō waga mi ni zo awanu nageki no kazu wa moekeru
You say even your fire of love has borne no fruit—but it is in me that countless logs of grief at not meeting you are burning.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Hoshigate ni nurenubeki kana karakoromo kawaku tamoto no yoyo ni nakereba
My fine robe must stay wet, never drying, for there will be no age in which its sleeves are ever dry.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Yo to tomo ni Abukumagawa no tōkereba soko naru kage o minu zo wabishiki
Since Abukuma River, the River of Meeting, is forever far away, I cannot see the image in its depths, and that is what hurts.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Waga gotoku aiomou hito no naki toki wa fukaki kokoro mo kai nakarikeri
When there is no one who loves me in return as I love them, even the deepest heart, I find, is of no use.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Itsushika to waga matsuyama ni ima wa tote koyu naru nami ni nururu sode kana
I waited for you, longing for it to be soon; but now I hear the waves have crossed over my Pine Hill of waiting, saying all is over, and my sleeves are soaked with tears.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Hitogoto wa makoto narikeri shitahimo no tokenu ni shiruki kokoro to omoeba
The rumors were true after all: when I see that my undersash will not come undone, your heart is plain to see.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Musubiokishi waga shitahimo no ima made ni tokenu wa hito no koinu narikeri
The undersash I tied has not come undone even now: it is because you do not long for me.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Hoka no se wa fukaku narurashi Asukagawa kinō no fuchi zo waga mi narikeru
Other shallows, it seems, are growing deep; in the River Asuka, the deep pool of yesterday, now turned to shallows, is what I have become.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Fuchise to mo isa ya shiranami tachisawagu waga mi hitotsu wa yoru kata mo nashi
Pools or shallows, I know nothing of them; amid the clamor of white waves, I alone have nowhere to draw near.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Hikari matsu tsuyu ni kokoro o okeru mi wa kiekaeritsutsu yo o zo uramuru
I who have set my heart on fragile dew that waits for the light keep vanishing in anguish, again and again, resenting this love between us.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Shio mitanu umi to kikeba ya yo to tomo ni mirume nakushite toshi no henuran
Is it because I hear you are Ōmi, a sea where no tide rises, that year after year goes by with no seaweed, no chance to see you?
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet