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- Senzai Wakashu
Tamakura no ue ni midaruru asanegami shita ni tokezu to hito wa shiraji na
Seeing my morning hair all tangled on the arm I slept on, people will never guess that underneath, nothing at all was ever untied.
Senzai Wakashu - Saijū
Waga sode no shio no michihiru ura naraba namida no yoranu ori mo aramashi
If my sleeve were a bay where the tide flows in and ebbs away, there would at least be times when no tears came washing in.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Yorimasa
Shiotaruru sode no hiruma wa ari ya tomo Awade no ura no ama ni towabaya
I would like to ask the fisherfolk of Awade, the Bay of Never Meeting, whether sleeves dripping with brine ever have a moment to dry.
Senzai Wakashu - Jōken
Omoiki ya yume o kono yo no chigiri nite samuru wakare o nagekubeshi to wa
Who would have thought it, that a dream would be our only bond in this life, and that I would have to grieve the parting every time I woke?
Senzai Wakashu - Shun'e
Ware yue no namida to kore o yoso ni miba aware narubeki sode no ue kana
If she could look on these, even from afar, as tears shed for her own sake, how moving a sight my sleeves would surely be.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Takanobu
Au koto no kaku katakereba tsure mo naki hito no kokoro ya iwaki naruran
Since meeting her is this hard, could the heart of one so cold be nothing but rock and wood?
Senzai Wakashu - Kamo no Masahira
Koishinan namida no hate ya watarigawa fukaki nagare to naran to suran
As I die of love, will my tears in the end become the deep current of the river the dead must cross?
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Mitsuyuki
Waga sode wa shiohi ni mienu oki no ishi no hito koso shirane kawaku ma zo naki
My sleeves are like a rock far out at sea that never shows even at low tide: no one knows it, but they never have a moment to dry.
Senzai Wakashu - Nijoin no Sanuki
Kakarikeru nageki wa nani no mukui zo to shiru hito araba towamashi mono o
If there were anyone who knew for what deed in a former life such grief as this is the retribution, I would ask them, if only I could.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shigenori
Koishinan koto zo hakanaki watarigawa ause ari to wa kikanu mono yue
How futile it would be to die of love, for I have never heard that in the river the dead must cross there is any ford where lovers meet.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shigeie
Imo ga atari nagaruru kawa no se ni yoraba awa to narite mo kien to zo omou
If only I could drift up to the shallows of the river that flows past my love's home, I would gladly vanish there, even as a fleck of foam.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Norikane
Hakanashi na kokorozukushi ni toshi o hete itsu tomo shiranu Au no Matsubara
How futile it is! Wearing out my heart year after year, I wait on at the Pine Grove of Meeting, never knowing when we will meet.
Omoine no yume dani miete akenureba awade mo tori no ne koso tsurakere
Falling asleep with longing, I saw her at least in a dream; and when dawn came, though we had never truly met, the crowing of the cock was hard to bear.
Senzai Wakashu - Jakuren
Yomosugara mono omou koro wa akeyaranu neya no hima sae tsurenakarikeri
In these days when I lie awake all night lost in thoughts of love, even the gap in my bedroom door, which will not grow light, seems as cold to me as he.
Senzai Wakashu - Shun'e
Itazura ni shioruru sode o asatsuyu ni kaeru tamoto to omowamashikaba
If only I could think of these sleeves, drooping and soaked for nothing, as the sleeves of one going home through the morning dew after a night of love.
Senzai Wakashu - Shun'e
Koi yue wa samo aranu hito zo urameshiki ware yoso naraba towamashi mono o
Because of love, I resent even those who have nothing to do with it; if I were the outsider, I would surely ask how they were faring.
Senzai Wakashu - Sugawara no Koretada