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- Shin Kokin Wakashu
Kaze susami ise no hamaogi wakeyukeba koromo karikane nami ni naku nari
In the raging wind, as I push through the beach reeds of Ise, the wild geese cry over the waves, as if weeping like me, who can find no robe to borrow.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Oe no Masafusa
Iso narete kokoro mo tokenu komomakura araku na kake so mizu no shiranami
Though I have grown used to the shore, my heart finds no ease on this pillow of rushes; white waves of the water, do not break over it so roughly.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Sadayori
Yukusue wa ima ikuyo to ka iwashiro no oka no kayane ni makura musuban
How many more nights remain on this journey, who can say? At Iwashiro, among the roots of the grasses on the hill, I will bind my pillow.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Princess Shokushi
Matsu ga ne no ojima ga iso no sayomakura itaku na nure so ama no sode ka wa
Pillow for the night on the rocky shore of Ojima beneath the pine roots, do not be so drenched: you are no fisherman's sleeve.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Princess Shokushi
Kaku shite mo akaseba ikuyo suginuran yamaji no koke no tsuyu no mushiro ni
Even living like this, passing night after night until dawn, how many nights have gone by on the mountain road, on the moss, on a mat of dew?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Shunzei's Daughter
Shirakumo no kakaru tabine mo narawanu ni fukaki yamaji ni hi wa kure ni keri
I am not used to sleeping on the road like this, where the white clouds hang, and yet deep on the mountain path the day has drawn to its close.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Yoen
Yūhi sasu asaji ga hara no tabibito wa aware izuku ni yado o karuran
That traveler crossing the plain of low reeds in the evening sun: ah, where will he find lodging for the night?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Tsunenobu
Izuku ni ka koyoi wa yado o karigoromo himo yūgure no mine no arashi ni
Where shall I borrow lodging tonight, in my traveling robe, now that the day, like the cords I tie, has drawn to dusk and a storm blows down from the peaks?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Teika
Tabibito no sode fukikaesu akikaze ni yūhi sabishiki yama no kakehashi
The autumn wind blows back the traveler's sleeves, and the evening sun falls lonely on the plank road clinging to the mountain.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Teika
Furusato ni kikishi arashi no koe mo nizu wasurene hito o saya no nakayama
The storm here sounds nothing like the storms I heard at home; forget the one you left behind, here at Saya-no-Nakayama.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Ietaka
Shirakumo no ikue no mine o koenuran narenu arashi ni sode o makasete
How many ranges of cloud-covered peaks have I crossed by now, leaving my sleeves to the mercy of storms I have never known?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Masatsune
Kyō wa mata shiranu nohara ni yukikurenu izure no yama ka tsuki wa izuran
Today once again, night has overtaken me on a plain I do not know. From which of the mountains will the moon rise?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Ienaga
Furusato mo aki wa yūbe o katami nite kaze nomi okuru ono no shinohara
My old home too must keep the autumn evening as its keepsake, for it sends me only the wind across the bamboo-grass plain of Ono.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Shunzei's Daughter
Itazura ni tatsu ya asama no yūkeburi sato toikanuru ochikochi no yama
The evening smoke of Asama rises all to no avail; among the mountains far and near, I cannot find where any village lies.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Masatsune
Miyako o ba amatsu sora tomo kikazariki nani nagamuran kumo no hatate o
I never heard that the capital lay in the heavens; why, then, do I keep gazing at the far edge of the clouds?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Gishumon-in no Tango
Kusamakura yūbe no sora o hito towaba nakite mo tsuge yo hatsukari no koe
If anyone asks how I fare, pillowed on the grass beneath the evening sky, tell them, even if you must cry out, voice of the first wild geese of autumn, how I weep.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Hideyoshi