classic waka stream

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Yata no no ni asaji irozuku arachiyama mine no awayuki samuku zo arurashi

On the plain of Yata the low reeds are turning color—up on the peaks of Mount Arachi, the light snow must be lying cold indeed.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro

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Tsune yori mo shinoya no noki zo uzumoruru kyō wa miyako ni hatsuyuki ya furu

The eaves of my little bamboo hut are buried deeper than ever before—is the first snow falling in the capital today as well?

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Senzai

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Furu yuki ni makoto ni shinoya ika naran kyō wa miyako ni ato dani mo nashi

In this falling snow, how must it truly be with your bamboo hut? Here in the capital today, there is not so much as a footprint to be seen.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Mototoshi

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Hatsuyuki no furu no kamisugi uzumorete shime yuu nobe wa fuyugomori seri

As the first snow falls, the sacred cedars of Furu lie buried, and the fields marked off with sacred ropes have withdrawn into their winter seclusion.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Nagakata

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Fureba kaku usa nomi masaru yo o shirade aretaru niwa ni tsumoru hatsuyuki

Knowing nothing of this world, where the longer one lives the more one's sorrows grow, the first snow falls and settles in my overgrown garden.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Murasaki Shikibu

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Samushiro no yowa no koromode saesaete hatsuyuki shiroshi oka no be no matsu

On my narrow mat at midnight, the sleeves of my robe grow colder and colder—and the first snow lies white upon the pines along the hillside.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Princess Shokushi

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Furisomuru kesa dani hito no mataretsuru miyama no sato no yuki no yūgure

Even this morning, when the snow had only begun to fall, I found myself waiting for someone to come—how much more now, in this deep mountain village, at dusk in the snow.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Jakuren

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Kyō wa moshi kimi mo ya tou to nagamuredo mada ato mo naki niwa no yuki kana

Thinking that today, perhaps, even you might come to call, I have been gazing out—yet there is still not a single footprint in the snow of my garden.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shunzei

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Ima zo kiku kokoro wa ato mo nakarikeri yuki kakiwakete omoiyaredomo

Only now do I learn it: the heart leaves no footprints after all—though I have been pushing my way through the snow to you in my thoughts.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Sanesada

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Shirayama ni toshi furu yuki ya tsumoruran yowa ni katashiku tamoto sayu nari

On White Mountain, is the snow that has fallen year after year piling up once more? At midnight the single sleeve I spread to sleep on has grown bitterly cold.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kintō

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Akeyaranu nezame no toko ni kikoyu nari magaki no take no yuki no shitaore

Lying awake before the dawn has come, I hear it from my bed: the bamboo by the fence snapping under the weight of snow.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Norikane

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Otowayama sayaka ni miyuru shirayuki o akenu to tsuguru tori no koe kana

The white snow on Mount Otowa shows so clearly that the cock, taking it for daybreak, cries out that dawn has come.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Emperor Takakura

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Yamazato wa michi mo ya miezu narinuran momiji to tomo ni yuki no furinuru

In the mountain village, has the path now vanished from sight? For the snow has come down together with the fallen crimson leaves.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Ietsune

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Sabishisa o ika ni seyo tote okabe naru nara no ha shidari yuki no fururan

What would you have me do with this loneliness, that the snow keeps falling until the oak leaves on the hillside droop beneath its weight?

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kunifusa

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Koma tomete sode uchiharau kage mo nashi sano no watari no yuki no yūgure

There is no shelter where I might stop my horse and brush the snow from my sleeves—only the ford of Sano at dusk in the falling snow.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Teika

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Matsu hito no fumoto no michi wa taenuran nokiba no sugi ni yuki omoru nari

The path up from the foot of the mountain, by which the one I wait for would come, must be closed by now—for the snow is weighing heavy on the cedar by my eaves.

Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Teika

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