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Nanishi owaba Sonokamiyama no aoigusa kakete mukashi o omoiidenamu
If you bear your name truly, hollyhock of Kamo's sacred hill, the "day we meet," then for that name's sake, remember the days of long ago.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Sayo fukete Inari no miya no sugi no ha ni shiroku mo shimo no okinikeru kana
As the night deepens, frost has settled white upon the cedar leaves of the Inari shrine.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Suminoe no kishi no himematsu furinikeri izure no yo ni ka tane wa makikemu
The little pines on the shore of Suminoe have grown so old; in what age, I wonder, were their seeds sown?
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Tsuki no sumu Kitano no miya no komatsubara ikuyo o hete ka kamisabinikemu
How many ages must have passed for the field of young pines at Kitano shrine, where the moon shines clear, to grow so venerable and divine?
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Yuki tsumoru Waka no matsubara furinikeri ikuyo henuramu Tamatsushima mori
Snow has fallen on the pine grove of Waka, and it has grown old; through how many ages have you passed, guardian of Tamatsushima?
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Tamatsushima Waka no matsubara yume ni dani mada minu tsuki ni chidori nakunari
At Tamatsushima, in the pine grove of Waka, under a moon I have never seen even in my dreams, I hear the plovers crying.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Nagamureba fuku kaze suzushi Miwa no yama sugi no kozue o izuru tsukikage
As I gaze lost in thought, the wind blowing is cool; from the tops of the cedars on Mount Miwa the moonlight rises.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Ima tsukuru Miwa no hafuri ga sugiyashiro suginishi koto wa towazu tomo yoshi
Like the cedar shrine the priests of Miwa are now building anew, what has passed by need not be asked about any more.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Toshi tsumoru Koshi no Shirayama shirazu tomo kashira no yuki o aware to wa miyo
Even if you know nothing of the White Mountain of Koshi, where the years pile up like snow, look upon the snow of my white hair and pity it.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Mikumano no nagi no ha shidari furu yuki wa kami no kaketaru shide ni zo arikeru
The snow that falls till the nagi leaves of Kumano droop is the white paper streamers the god himself has hung.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Samidare o nusa ni tamukete Mikumano no yamahototogisu nakitoyomunari
Offering the early summer rains to the god as sacred streamers, the mountain cuckoo of Kumano seems to make the hills ring with its song.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Mikumano no Nachi no oyama ni hiku shime no uchihaete nomi otsuru taki kana
Like the sacred rope stretched across the mountain of Nachi in Kumano, the waterfall falls on and on in one long unbroken line.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Fuyugomori Nachi no arashi no samukereba koke no koromo no usuku ya aruramu
In their winter seclusion, the storm on Nachi is so cold that the moss robes of those practising there must feel thin indeed.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Watatsumi no naka ni mukaite izuru yu no Izu no oyama to ube mo iikeri
Since hot water springs out facing the open sea, it is well indeed that they call it Izu, the mountain of outpouring.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Hashiriyu no kami to wa ube mo iikerashi hayaki shirushi no areba narikeri
It seems they rightly named it "the god of the Running Spring," for its blessings come swiftly.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Izu no kuni ya yama no minami ni izuru yu no hayaki wa kami no shirushi narikeri
O land of Izu! The swiftness of the hot spring that pours out south of the mountain is the very sign of the god's power.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo