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- Shui Wakashu
Narukami no shibashi ugokite sora kumori ame mo furanan kimi tomarubeku
If only the thunder would rumble awhile, the sky cloud over, and the rain fall too, so that you would stay here with me.
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
Hitogoto wa natsuno no kusa no shigeku tomo kimi to ware to shi tazusawarinaba
Let people's gossip grow as thick as summer grass; it does not matter, so long as you and I go hand in hand.
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
No mo yama mo shigeriainuru natsu naredo hito no tsurasa wa koto no ha mo nashi
Though it is summer, when fields and mountains alike are thick with green, your coldness leaves not a single leaf of words for me.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Natsukusa no shigemi ni ouru marokosuge maro ga marone yo ikuyo henuran
Like the round sedge growing in the thick of summer grass, I have slept alone in my clothes; how many nights has it been?
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Yamagatsu no kakiho ni ouru nadeshiko ni omoi yosoenu toki no ma zo naki
There is not a single moment when I do not liken you, in my thoughts, to the pinks growing by a mountain dweller's fence.
Shui Wakashu - Emperor Murakami
Omoishiru hito ni miseba ya yomosugara waga tokonatsu ni okiitaru tsuyu
How I wish to show someone who understands the dew that lies all night on the pinks of my house, the tears I shed lying awake upon my bed.
Shui Wakashu - Kiyohara no Motosuke
Aki no no no kusaba mo wakenu waga sode no tsuyukeku nomi mo narimasaru kana
Though I have not walked parting the grass of the autumn fields, my sleeves are not only wet with dew but grow wetter all the more.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Waga seko ga kimasanu yoi no akikaze wa konu hito yori mo urameshiki kana
The autumn wind that blows on evenings when my husband does not come is even more hateful to me than the one who does not come.
Shui Wakashu - Sone no Yoshitada
Urayamashi asahi ni ataru shiratsuyu o waga mi to ima wa nasu yoshi mo kana
How I envy the white dew that vanishes in the morning sun; if only there were some way to make myself that dew now.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Aki no ta no ho no ue ni okeru shiratsuyu no kenubeku ware wa omōyuru kana
Like the white dew lying on the ears of rice in the autumn field, I feel as though I might vanish away with love.
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
Sumiyoshi no kishi o ta ni hori makishi ine no karu hodo made mo awanu kimi kana
The shore of Sumiyoshi was dug into rice fields and the rice was sown, and even until the time of reaping it, you have not come to meet me.
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
Koishiku wa katami ni semu to waga yado ni ueshi akihagi ima sakari nari
The autumn bush clover I planted in my garden, thinking it would be a keepsake when I longed for you, is now in full bloom.
Shui Wakashu - Yamabe no Akahito
Akihagi no shitaba o mizu wa wasuraruru hito no kokoro o ika de shiramashi
Had I not seen the lower leaves of the autumn bush clover change color, how could I ever have known the heart of the one forgetting me?
Shui Wakashu - Prince Hirohira
Shime yuwanu nobe no akihagi kaze fukeba tofushi kakufushi mono o koso omoe
Like the autumn bush clover in the fields where no rope is tied, bending this way and that when the wind blows, so am I torn by many thoughts.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Utsurou wa shitaba bakari to mishi hodo ni yagate mo aki ni narinikeru kana
While I thought it was only the lower leaves that were changing, it has turned all at once to autumn, and you have grown weary of me.
Shui Wakashu - Chūgū no Naishi
Koto no ha mo shimo ni wa aezu karenikeri ko ya aki hatsuru shirushi naruran
Your leaves of words, too, unable to bear the frost, have withered and left me; is this the sign that you have wearied of me, as autumn comes to its end?
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu