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- Senzai Wakashu
Hana yue ni kakaranu yama zo nakarikeru kokoro wa haru no kasumi naranedo
Because of the blossoms, there was not one mountain my heart did not cling to, though my heart is no spring haze.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Akitsuna
Sakurabana ōku no haru ni ainuredo kinō kyō o ya tameshi ni wa semu
I have met the cherry blossoms through many a spring, but yesterday and today, when you graced my house, I shall take as the model for all time to come.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Morozane
Hanazakari haru no yamabe o miwataseba sora sae niou kokochi koso sure
When I gaze across the spring hills with the blossoms at their height, it feels as if even the sky were glowing with their color.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Moromichi
Sakiniou hana no atari wa haru nagara taesenu yado no miyuki to zo miru
Where the cherries bloom in full glory, though it is spring, I see deep snow there, the royal visits that will never cease to come to this house.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Mototada
Tazunekite taoru sakura no asatsuyu ni hana no tamoto no nurenu hi zo naki
Coming each morning in search of the cherries and breaking off their boughs, I find there is not a single day my flowered sleeves stay dry from the morning dew.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Masasada
Kari ni dani itou kokoro ya nakaramashi chiranu hana saku kono yo nariseba
Not even for a moment would I wish to turn away from this world, if only it were a world where flowers bloomed and never fell.
Senzai Wakashu - Tokudaiji Sanesada
Mina hito no kokoro ni somuru sakurabana ikushio toshi ni iro masaruramu
The cherry blossoms dye the hearts of everyone with their color; how many times, year after year, are they steeped to make their color grow ever deeper?
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kinmitsu
Katsuragi ya Takama no yama no sakurabana kumoi no yoso ni mite ya suginamu
Must I only gaze from afar at the cherry blossoms of Mount Takama in Katsuragi, distant as the clouds, and simply pass them by?
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Akisuke
Yamazakura kasumi kometaru arika o ba tsuraki mono kara kaze zo shirasuru
Though the wind is cruel to the blossoms, it is the wind that tells me where the mountain cherries lie hidden in the haze.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Norinaga
Kamigaki no Mimuro no yama wa haru kite zo hana no shirayū kakete miekeru
On the sacred Mount Mimuro, now that spring has come, the cherry blossoms look as if white mulberry-cloth offerings had been hung across it.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kiyosuke
Yomosugara hana no nioi o omoiyaru kokoro ya mine ni tabine shitsuramu
All night long my thoughts went out to the beauty of the blossoms far away; has my heart, I wonder, spent the night like a traveler sleeping on the peak?
Senzai Wakashu - Prince-Priest Kakushō
Sakinu ya to shiranu yamaji ni tazuneiru ware o ba hana no shioru narikeri
Wondering whether they have bloomed, I make my way along unknown mountain paths, and now I see it was the blossoms themselves that broke the boughs to mark my way.
Senzai Wakashu - Kujō Kanezane
Kurehatenu kaesa wa okure yamazakura ta ga tame ni kite madou to ka shiru
Night has fallen completely; see me home, O mountain cherries. Do you know for whose sake I came all this way and lost my path?
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Toshiyori
Hana yue ni shiranu yamaji wa nakeredomo madou wa haru no kokoro narikeri
Because of the blossoms, there is no mountain path I do not know; yet what loses its way, I find, is my own heart in spring.
Senzai Wakashu - Dōin
Toshi o hete onaji sakura no hana no iro o somemasu mono wa kokoro narikeri
Year after year, what dyes the blossoms of the same cherry tree ever more deeply, I realize, is the heart of the one who sees them.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kintoki
Hanazakari yomo no yamabe ni akugarete haru wa kokoro no mi ni sowanu kana
With the blossoms at their height, my heart wanders off to the hillsides in every direction, and all through spring it will not stay with my body.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kinhira