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- Sankashu
Magau iro ni hana sakinureba Yoshinoyama haru wa haresenu mine no shirakumo
Since the blossoms have opened in a color one could take for clouds, all spring long on Mount Yoshino the white clouds on the peaks never clear away.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Yoshinoyama kozue no hana o mishi hi yori kokoro wa mi ni mo sowazu nariniki
Ever since the day I saw the blossoms on the treetops of Mount Yoshino, my heart has no longer kept company with my body.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Akugaruru kokoro wa satemo yamazakura chirinan nochi ya mi ni kaeru beki
This heart of mine that has wandered off, what will become of it? Once the mountain cherries have scattered, will it return to my body?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Hana mireba sono iware to wa nakeredomo kokoro no uchi zo kurushikarikeru
Whenever I look at the blossoms, though there is no reason I can give, my heart is filled with pain.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Shirakawa no kozue o mite zo nagusamuru Yoshino no yama ni kayou kokoro o
It is by looking at the treetops of Shirakawa that I comfort my heart, which keeps making its way to the hills of Yoshino.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Shirakawa no haru no kozue no uguisu wa hana no kotoba o kiku kokochi suru
The warbler singing in the springtime treetops of Shirakawa makes me feel I am hearing the very words of the blossoms.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Hikikaete hana miru haru wa yoru wa naku tsuki miru aki wa hiru nakaranan
If only they could be exchanged: in spring, when we view the blossoms, let there be no night, and in autumn, when we view the moon, let there be no day.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Hana chirade tsuki wa kumoranu yo nariseba mono o omowanu waga mi naramashi
If this were a world where blossoms never fell and the moon never clouded over, I would be one who knew nothing of these troubled thoughts.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Taguinaki hana o shi eda ni sakasureba sakura ni narabu ki zo nakarikeru
Because it makes blossoms beyond compare bloom on its branches, there is no tree that can stand beside the cherry.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Mi o wakete minu kozue naku tsukusabaya yorozu no yama no hana no sakari o
I wish I could divide myself and leave no treetop unseen, taking in the full bloom of the blossoms on all ten thousand mountains.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Sakura saku yomo no yamabe o kanuru ma ni nodoka ni hana o minu kokochi suru
As my heart reaches out to the cherry-blooming hillsides on every side at once, I feel I have never looked at the blossoms in peace.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Hana ni somu kokoro no ikade nokoriken sutehatete ki to omou waga mi ni
How could a heart so deeply dyed by the blossoms have remained in me, who thought I had cast off everything for good?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Negawaku wa hana no shita nite haru shinan sono kisaragi no mochizuki no koro
If I may have my wish, let me die in spring beneath the cherry blossoms, around the full moon of the second month.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Hotoke ni wa sakura no hana o tatematsure waga nochi no yo o hito toburawaba
Offer cherry blossoms to the Buddha, if anyone should pray for me in the life to come.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Nani to ka ya yo ni arigataki na o etaru hana mo sakura ni masari shi mo seji
What was its name again, that flower famed as so rare in all the world? Even it, surely, could never surpass the cherry.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Yamazakura kasumi no koromo atsuku kite kono kure dani mo kaze tsutsumanan
O mountain cherry, put on your robe of haze, thickly layered, and wrap yourself against the wind, if only for this evening.
Sankashu - Saigyō