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- Shui Wakashu
Koko ni shimo nani niouran ominaeshi hito no monoii saganikuki yo ni
Why, here of all places, do you bloom so lovely, maidenflowers, in a world where people's gossip is so spiteful?
Shui Wakashu - Henjō
Aki no no no hana no iroiro torisuete waga koromode ni utsushiteshi kana
I wish I could gather the many colors of the flowers of the autumn fields and dye them into my sleeves.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Funaoka no nonaka ni tateru ominaeshi watasanu hito wa araji to zo omou
The maidenflower standing in the fields of Funaoka: I think there is no one who would not ferry her across to himself, as the boat in that name suggests.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Iezuto ni amata no hana mo orubeki ni netaku mo taka o suetekeru kana
I might pick many flowers to take home as a gift, but how vexing it is that I have a hawk set upon my fist.
Shui Wakashu - Taira no Kanemori
Ogurayama mine tachinarashi naku shika no henikeru aki o shiru hito no naki
No one knows how many autumns the stag has passed, crying as he treads the peaks of Mount Ogura.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Kochō ni mo nitaru mono kana hanasusuki koishiki hito ni misubekarikeri
How like a fluttering butterfly, or one who beckons "come," are these plumes of pampas grass; I should have shown them to the one I long for.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Kaerinishi kari zo naku naru mube hito wa ukiyo no naka o somukikanuran
I hear the cries of the geese that went home in spring and have come back again; no wonder, then, that people find it so hard to forsake this world of sorrow.
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu
Kokonoe no uchi dani akaki tsukikage ni aretaru yado o omoi koso yare
Even within the ninefold walls of the palace the moonlight is so bright; how my thoughts go out to my ruined home and how it must be lit.
Shui Wakashu - Yoshishige no Tamemasa
Momoshiki no ōmiya nagara yasoshima o miru kokochi suru aki no yo no tsuki
Though I am within the palace, it feels as if I were gazing at a multitude of islands: such is the moon of this autumn night.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Mizu no omo ni yadoreru tsuki no nodokeki wa namiite hito no nenu yo nareba ka
Is the moon reflected on the water so calm because the waves are still, and the guests, sitting in a row, stay up all night without sleeping?
Shui Wakashu - Minamoto no Shitagō
Hashirii no hodo o shiraba ya Ōsaka no seki hikikoyuru yūkage no koma
I would like to know how far it is to the Running Spring, you horses led over the Ōsaka Barrier in the evening light.
Shui Wakashu - Kiyohara no Motosuke
Mushi naranu hito mo oto senu waga yado ni aki no nobe tote kimi wa kinikeri
To my house, where no one but the insects ever makes a sound, you have come, taking it for the autumn fields.
Shui Wakashu - Sone no Yoshitada
Niwakusa ni murasame furite higurashi no naku koe kikeba aki wa kinikeri
A passing shower falls on the garden grass, and hearing the evening cicadas cry, I realize that autumn has come.
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
Akikaze wa fuki na yaburi so waga yado no abara kakuseru kumo no sugaki o
Autumn wind, do not blow and tear the spider's web that hides the gaping holes of my ramshackle house.
Shui Wakashu - Sone no Yoshitada
Suminoe no matsu o akikaze fuku kara ni koe uchisouru okitsu shiranami
As soon as the autumn wind blows through the pines of Suminoe, the white waves of the offing add their voice to it.
Shui Wakashu - Oshikochi no Mitsune
Akikaze no samuku fuku naru waga yado no asaji ga moto ni higurashi mo naku
At my house, where the autumn wind seems to blow so cold, the evening cicadas too are crying at the roots of the low cogon grass.
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro