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- Shui Wakashu
Chiri chirazu kikamahoshiki o furusato no hana mite kaeru hito mo awanan
I long to hear whether they have fallen or not; if only I could meet someone coming back from seeing the flowers of the old village.
Shui Wakashu - Ise
Sakuragari ame wa furikinu onajiku wa nuru tomo hana no kage ni kakuremu
Out seeking cherry blossoms, I have been caught by the rain; if I must get wet anyway, let me take shelter beneath the flowers.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Tou hito mo araji to omoishi yamazato ni hana no tayori ni hitome miru kana
In this mountain village where I thought no one would ever call, thanks to the blossoms I now see visitors.
Shui Wakashu - Kiyohara no Motosuke
Hana no ki o ueshi mo shiruku haru kureba waga yado sugite yuku hito zo naki
Planting those flowering trees has clearly paid off, for when spring comes no one passes my house without stopping.
Shui Wakashu - Taira no Kanemori
Sakurairo ni waga mi wa fukaku narinuran kokoro ni shimete hana o oshimeba
By now my body must be dyed deep in cherry color, so deeply have I steeped my heart in grieving for the blossoms.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Mi ni kaete ayanaku hana o oshimu kana ikeraba nochi no haru mo koso are
I grieve over the blossoms senselessly, as if I would give my life for them; yet if I live, there will be other springs to come.
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Nagato
Miredo akanu hana no sakari ni kaeru kari nao furusato no haru ya koishiki
Wild geese, flying home at the height of blossoms no one could tire of, do you still long for the spring of your homeland?
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Furusato no kasumi tobiwake yuku kari wa tabi no sora ni ya haru o kurasamu
Will the geese that fly off, cleaving the haze toward their homeland, spend the whole of spring in the skies of their journey?
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Chirinubeki hana miru toki wa suga no ne no nagaki harubi mo mijikakarikeri
When I gaze at blossoms about to fall, even the long days of spring seem short.
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kiyotada
Tsugeyaran ma ni mo chirinaba sakurabana itsuwaribito ni ware ya narinan
If you scatter even as I send word that you are in bloom, cherry blossoms, will I not become a liar?
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Chirisomuru hana o misutete kaerame ya obotsukanashi to imo wa matsu tomo
How could I abandon the flowers just as they begin to fall and go home, even though my wife waits for me, anxious at my absence?
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu
Mi mo hatete yuku to omoeba chiru hana ni tsukete kokoro no sora ni naru kana
Since I mean to leave only after watching them to the very end, my heart drifts off into the sky along with the falling blossoms.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Asagoto ni waga haku yado no niwazakura hana chiru hodo wa te mo furede mimu
The garden cherry by the house I sweep each morning: while its blossoms are falling, I will gaze on them without laying a hand on them.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Asajihara nushi naki yado no sakurabana kokoroyasuku ya kaze ni chiruran
Cherry blossoms of this masterless house overgrown with cogon grass, do you scatter in the wind with easy hearts?
Shui Wakashu - Egyō
Haru fukaku narinu to omou o sakurabana chiru ko no moto wa mada yuki zo furu
Though I thought spring had grown deep, beneath the trees where the cherry blossoms fall, snow is falling still.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Sakura chiru ko no shitakaze wa samukarade sora ni shirarenu yuki zo furikeru
The wind beneath the falling cherries is not cold, and yet a snow unknown to the sky is falling.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki