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Hitori fusu kusa no makura no tsuyu no ue ni shiranu nohara no tsuki o miru kana
Lying alone on my pillow of grass, I see the moon of an unknown moor reflected upon the dew.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Iwagane no koke no makura ni tsuyu okite ikuyo miyama no tsuki ni nenuramu
With moss at the roots of rocks for my pillow and dew settling upon it, how many nights have I slept beneath the moon of these deep hills?
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Tabi no sora narenu hanyū no yoru no toko wabishiki made ni moru shigure kana
Beneath the sky of my journey, on my bed at night in an unfamiliar earthen hut, the cold shower leaks through until I feel utterly forlorn.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Sodemakura shimo oku toko no koke no ue ni akasu bakari no Sayo no Nakayama
With my sleeve for a pillow, on a bed of moss where frost has settled, I can do nothing but wait out the night at Sayo no Nakayama.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Shinagadori Inano no hara no shinomakura makura no shimo ya yadoru tsukikage
On the plain of Inano, with bamboo grass for my pillow, is that frost upon the pillow, or the moonlight lodging there?
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Tabigoromo yowa no katashiki saesaete nonaka no io ni yuki furinikeri
Sleeping alone at midnight on one spread sleeve of my travelling robe, I grew colder and colder, and found the snow had fallen on my hut in the middle of the moor.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Ōsaka no seki no yamaji koewabinu kinō mo kyō mo yuki shi tsumoreba
I cannot manage to cross the mountain road at the Ōsaka barrier, for yesterday and today the snow has kept on piling up.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Yuki furite ato wa hakanaku taemu tomo Koshi no yamaji yamazu kayowamu
Even if the snow falls and every trace of those who passed is wiped away, I will keep on travelling the mountain road of Koshi without ceasing.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Katashiki no koromode itaku saewabinu yuki fukaki yo no mine no matsukaze
The sleeve I have spread to sleep alone is chilled beyond enduring: the wind in the pines on the peak on this night of deep snow.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Akatsuki no yume no makura ni yuki tsumori waga nezame tou mine no matsukaze
At dawn the snow has piled up on my pillow where I lay dreaming, and what comes to visit me on waking is the wind in the pines on the peak.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Mare ni kite kiku dani kanashi yamagatsu no koke no iori no niwa no matsukaze
Even I, who come here only rarely, find it sad just to hear it: the wind in the pines of the garden by the woodsman's moss-grown hut.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Mare ni kite mare ni yado karu hito mo araji aware to omoe niwa no matsukaze
There can be no one else who comes so rarely and so rarely takes lodging here; think of me with tenderness, wind in the garden pines.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Yūzukuyo sasu ya kawase no minaresao narete mo utoki nami no oto kana
The evening moon shines on the river shallows where the boatman thrusts his water-seasoned pole, yet however used to it I grow, the sound of the waves remains strange to me.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Sora ya umi umi ya sora tomo e zo wakanu kasumi mo nami mo tachimichi ni tsutsu
Is the sky the sea, or the sea the sky? I cannot tell them apart, for the haze and the waves rise up and fill all that I see.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Hakoneji o waga koekureba Izu no umi ya oki no kojima ni nami no yoru miyu
As I came over the Hakone road, there lay the Sea of Izu, and I could see the waves breaking on a small island out in the offing.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Harusame ni uchisobochitsutsu ashihiki no yamaji yukuramu yamabito ya tare
Drenched and dripping in the spring rain, he must be going along the mountain path; who could he be, that man of the mountains?
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo