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- Sankashu
Tsuzura hau hayama wa shita mo shigekereba sumu hito ika ni kogurakaruran
The foothills where the vines creep are so thick even beneath the trees; how dark among the trees it must be for those who live there.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Kuma no sumu koke no iwayama osoroshimi mube narikeri na hito mo kayowanu
The mossy crags where bears live are so fearsome that it is no wonder no one ever comes this way.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Oto wa sete iwa ni tabashiru arare koso yomogi no mado no tomo to narikere
The hail that clatters and bounces off the rocks has become a friend to my window overgrown with mugwort.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Aware ni zo monomekashiku wa kikoekeru karetaru nara no shiba no ochiba wa
How moving it was, sounding as though someone had come: the fall of leaves from the withered oak twigs.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Shiba kakou iori no uchi wa tabidachite sudōru kaze mo tomarazarikeri
Inside the hut fenced with brushwood, its master gone on a journey, even the wind passes straight through and does not stay.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Tanikaze wa to o fukiakete iru mono o nani to arashi no mado tatakuran
The valley wind blows the door open and comes right in, so why does the storm wind knock upon the window?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Haru asaki suzu no magaki ni kaze saete mada yuki kienu Shigaraki no sato
Spring still young, the wind blows cold against the bamboo fences, and the snow has not yet melted in the village of Shigaraki.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Mio yodomu ama no kawagishi nami tatade tsuki oba miru ya saesami no kami
By the banks of the River of Heaven, where the current lies still and no waves rise, does the god Saesami gaze upon the moon?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Hikari oba kumoranu tsuki zo migakikeru inaba ni kakaru asahiko no tama
It was the cloudless moon that polished its light, the dewdrop jewels on the rice leaves gleaming in the morning sun.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Iwareno no hagi ga taema no himahima ni konotegashiwa no hana sakinikeri
In the gaps here and there where the bush clover breaks off on the plain of Iware, the flowers of the konotegashiwa have bloomed.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Koromode ni utsurishi hana no iro karete sode hokoroburu hagi ga hanazuri
The color of the bush clover that dyed my sleeves has faded, and the sleeves themselves have come apart, my robe printed with bush clover flowers.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Ozasahara hazue no tsuyu wa tama ni nite ishi naki yama o yuku kokochi suru
On the plain of little bamboo, the dew on the leaf tips is like jewels, and I feel as if I walk a mountain with no stones but only gems.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Masaki waru Hida no takumi ya idenuran murasame suguru Kasatori no yama
Have the carpenters of Hida, who split the cypress, come out to work? A passing shower has gone by on Mount Kasatori, where hats are taken off.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Kawai ya maki no susoyama ishi tatete somabito ika ni suzushikaruran
Where the rivers meet, at the foot of the cypress-covered hills where rocks stand tall, how cool the woodcutters must be.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Yuki tokuru shimimi ni shidaku kasasagi no michiyuki nikuki Ashigara no yama
With the snow melting and the path at kasasagi trampled thick, how hard is the way over Mount Ashigara.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Newatashi ni shirushi no sao ya tatetsuran kohiki machitsuru Koshi no nakayama
Have they set up marker poles to cross the snow? So I wonder at the mountain pass of Koshi, so long awaited.
Sankashu - Saigyō