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- Sankashu
Nagamuru ni hana no natate no mi narazu wa kono sato nite ya kumo o kurasan
If I were not one who would earn a name for gazing at blossoms, I would stay in this village and pass my days among clouds of flowers.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Machikitsuru Yakami no sakura sakinikeri araku orosu na Misu no yamakaze
The long-awaited cherries of Yakami have come into bloom. Do not blow down too roughly, mountain wind of Misu.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Onozukara kuru hito araba morotomo ni nagamemahoshiki yamazakura kana
If by chance someone should come to visit, these mountain cherries are so lovely I would wish to gaze at them together.
Sankashu - Toshitaka
Nagamu chō kazu ni iru beki mi nariseba kimi ga yado nite haru wa henu beshi
If I were one to be counted among those you would gaze at blossoms with, I would surely spend the whole spring at your house.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Miru hito ni hana mo mukashi o omoiidete koishikaru beshi ame ni shioruru
Like those who come to see them, the blossoms too must remember the old days and long for them, drooping as they do in the rain.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Inishie o shinoburu ame to tare ka min hana mo sono yo no tomo shi nakereba
Who would see in this rain a longing for the past? For the blossoms, too, have no friends left from those days.
Sankashu - Jōsaimon'in no Hyōe
Nuru tomo to kage o tanomite omoiken hito no ato fumu kyō ni mo aru kana
Even if I get wet, one poet once thought, trusting in the shelter of the blossoms. Today, it seems, you are following in that person's footsteps.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Chiru o mite kaeru kokoro ya sakurabana mukashi ni kawaru shirushi naruran
This heart of mine, which comes home after seeing the blossoms fall, O cherry, is it a sign that I have changed from what I once was?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Chirisomuru hana no hatsuyuki furinureba fumiwake mauki Shiga no yamagoe
The blossoms beginning to fall have come down like the first snow, and I hesitate to tread my way through them on the mountain pass to Shiga.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Choku to ka ya kudasu mikado no imase kashi saraba osorete hana ya chiranu to
If only there were an emperor to issue a decree, for then, in awe of it, the blossoms might not scatter.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Nami mo naku kaze o osameshi Shirakawa no kimi no ori mo ya hana wa chiriken
Even in the reign of the Shirakawa sovereign, who ruled so well that no waves rose and the winds were stilled, did the blossoms fall?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Ikade ware kono yo no hoka no omoide ni kaze o itowade hana o nagamen
Somehow, as a memory to take with me beyond this world, I long to gaze at the blossoms without having to dread the wind.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Toshi o hete matsu mo oshimu mo yamazakura kokoro o haru wa tsukusu narikeri
Year after year, in waiting for the mountain cherries and in grieving over them, I find that spring is a time for spending my heart completely.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Yoshinoyama tani e tanabiku shirakumo wa mine no sakura no chiru ni ya aru ran
The white clouds trailing down into the valleys of Mount Yoshino, could they be the cherries on the peak scattering?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Yoshinoyama mine naru hana wa izukata no tani ni ka wakite chiritsumoru ran
Into which valley above all will the blossoms on the peaks of Mount Yoshino fall and lie heaped?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Yamaoroshi no ko no moto uzumu haru no yuki wa iwai ni uku mo kōri to zo miru
The spring snow of petals that the mountain wind has heaped beneath the trees looks, where it floats in the rocky spring, like ice.
Sankashu - Saigyō