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- Shin Kokin Wakashu
Tachinagara koyoi wa akenu sonohara ya fuseya to iu mo kai nakari keri
Standing the whole night through, I have watched the dawn come. At Sonohara the hut is called a place for lying down, yet the name did me no good at all.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Sukemasa
Miyako nite koshiji no sora o nagametsutsu kumoi to iishi hodo ni ki ni keri
In the capital I used to gaze at the sky above the road to Koshi, calling it the land beyond the clouds; now I have come all that way myself.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Mikata no Senji
Tabigoromo tachiyuku namiji tōkereba isa shirakumo no hodo mo shirarezu
Setting out on the sea road, like cutting a traveling robe, I have so far to go that, who can say, like the white clouds, I cannot know when I will return.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Chōnen
Fune nagara koyoi bakari wa tabine sen shikitsu no nami ni yume wa samu tomo
Just for tonight, I will sleep aboard the boat as a traveler does, even if the waves of Shikitsu wake me from my dreams.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Sanekata
Waga gotoku ware o tazuneba ama obune hito mo nagisa no ato to kotae yo
If anyone comes looking for me as I have been looking for him, little fishing boat, tell him there are only traces left on the shore, where no one remains.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Gyōson
Kakikumori yūdatsu nami no arakereba ukitaru fune zo shizugokoro naki
The sky darkens, and the waves rise rough with the coming evening squall; our boat, adrift and full of sorrow, can find no peace of heart.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Murasaki Shikibu
Sayo fukete ashi no sue kosu urakaze ni aware uchisou nami no oto kana
Late in the night, the wind from the bay sweeps over the tips of the reeds, and the sound of the waves deepens the sadness it brings.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Higo
Tabine shite akatsukigata no shika no ne ni inaba oshinami akikaze zo fuku
Sleeping on my journey, I hear a stag cry at dawn, and with it the autumn wind blows, pressing down the leaves of the rice.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Tsunenobu
Wagimoko ga tabine no koromo usuki hodo yokite fukanan yowa no yamakaze
The robe my beloved wears as she sleeps on the road is so thin; midnight mountain wind, I beg you, pass her by as you blow.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Egyō
Ashi no ha o karifuku shizu no yamazato ni koromo katashiki tabine o zo suru
In a mountain village, in a humble hut thatched with cut reeds, I spread out a single sleeve of my robe and sleep alone on my journey.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Takatsuna
Arishi yo no tabi wa tabi tomo arazariki hitori tsuyukeki kusamakura kana
In the days when he was alive, a journey never felt like a journey at all; now I lie alone on a pillow of grass, wet with dew and tears.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Akazome Emon
Yamaji nite soochi ni keri na shiratsuyu no akatsuki oki no kigi no shizuku ni
On the mountain road I find myself soaked through by the drops falling from trees laden with white dew, having risen at dawn to set out.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Kunizane
Kusamakura tabine no hito wa kokoro seyo ariake no tsuki mo katabuki ni keri
You who sleep on your journey, take heed: even the moon that lingers into the dawn has already sunk low in the sky.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Moroyori
Iso narenu kokoro zo taenu tabine suru ashi no maroya ni kakaru shiranami
My heart, unused to the shore, cannot bear it: the white waves breaking over the reed-thatched hut where I sleep on my journey.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Morokata
Tabine suru ashi no maroya no samukereba tsumagi kori tsumu fune isogu nari
It is cold in the reed-thatched hut where I sleep on my journey, and I can hear the boats hurrying along, loaded with cut brushwood.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Tsunenobu
Miyamaji ni kesa ya idetsuru tabibito no kasa shirotae ni yuki tsumoritsutsu
Did that traveler set out on the deep mountain road only this morning? The snow keeps piling on his hat until it is pure white.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Tsunenobu