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- Senzai Wakashu
Uchinarasu kane no oto ni ya nagaki yo mo akenu nari to wa omoishiruran
Will the departed, hearing the temple bell we ring, come to know that even the long night of delusion has at last broken into dawn?
Senzai Wakashu - Keihan
Kagiri arite hito wa katagata wakaru tomo namida o dani mo todometeshigana
Since the time of mourning has its limit, everyone may now part and go their separate ways, but I wish at least my tears could stay here.
Senzai Wakashu - Retired Emperor Sutoku
Chirijiri ni wakaruru kyō no kanashisa ni namida shimo koso tomarazarikere
In the sorrow of this day when we scatter and part, it is precisely my tears that will not stay but keep on flowing.
Senzai Wakashu - Jōsaimon'in no Hyōe
Kanashisa o kore yori ke ni ya omowamashi kanete narawanu wakare nariseba
Would I have felt my sorrow even more deeply than now, had this been a parting I had not grown used to beforehand?
Senzai Wakashu - Jōgon
Sumizome no iro wa izure mo kawaranu o nurenu ya kimi ga koromo naruran
Ink-black robes are the same color whichever one it is, but the one not wet with tears must be yours.
Senzai Wakashu - Shōhan
Tsune yori mo mutsumashiki kana hototogisu shide no yamaji no tomo to omoeba
Cuckoo, you seem dearer to me than ever, for I think of you as my companion on the mountain road of death.
Senzai Wakashu - Retired Emperor Toba
Kokorozashi fukaku someteshi fujigoromo kitsuru hikazu no asaku mo aru kana
I dyed this mourning robe deep with my devotion, yet how shallow, how few, are the days I have worn it.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Masamichi
Tagui naku uki koto mieshi yado naredo so mo wakaruru wa kanashikarikeri
Though this is the house where I witnessed sorrow beyond all compare, I find that leaving it is still a sorrow too.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Koremichi
Kazoureba mukashigatari ni narinikeri wakare wa ima no kokochi suredomo
When I count the years, it has already become a story of long ago, though the parting still feels as if it were today.
Senzai Wakashu - Wife of the Hanazono Minister of the Left
Tanabata ni kotoshi wa kasanu shiishiba no sode shimo koto ni tsuyukekarikeri
This year I lend no robe to the Weaver Star, and my sleeves of oak-leaf gray mourning are wetter with dew than ever.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Saneie
Shiishiba no tsuyukeki sode wa tanabata mo kasanu ni tsukete aware to ya min
Will even the Weaver Star, seeing that this year no robe is lent to her, look with pity on these sleeves of oak-leaf gray mourning, wet with dew?
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Gōshi
Furusato ni kyō kozariseba hototogisu tare ka mukashi o koite nakamashi
Cuckoo, had you not come today to this place of old memories, who would there have been to cry out in longing for the past?
Senzai Wakashu - Prince-Priest Kakushō
Tsune ni mishi kimi ga miyuki o kyō toeba kaeranu tabi to kiku zo kanashiki
When today I asked about my lord's procession, which I had seen so many times, how sad to be told it is a journey from which he will never return.
Senzai Wakashu - Chōken
Oshieoku sono kotonoha o miru tabi ni mata tou kata no naki zo kanashiki
Each time I look at the words you left behind to teach me, it grieves me that there is no longer anyone I can ask.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Sanesada
Toribeyama omoiyaru koso kanashikere hitori ya koke no shita ni kuchinan
How sad it is to think of Mount Toribe. Will my mother lie there all alone and molder beneath the moss?
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shigenori
Kagiri arite futae wa kineba fujigoromo namida bakari o kasanetsuru kana
Because the rules of mourning forbid wearing two mourning robes at once, it is only tears that I have layered upon my wisteria robe.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Sadanori