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- Shui Wakashu
Akikaze shi higoto ni fukeba waga yado no oka no konoha wa irozukinikeri
Because the autumn wind blows day after day, the leaves of the trees on the hill by my house have turned to autumn colors.
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
Akigiri no tanabiku ono no hagi no hana ima ya chiruran imada akanaku ni
The bush clover flowers on the moor where the autumn mist trails, are they scattering by now, though I have not yet had my fill of them?
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
Akihagi no shitaba ni tsukete me ni chikaku yoso naru hito no kokoro o zo miru
By these reddened lower leaves of autumn bush clover, I see the heart of one who is near before my eyes yet keeps so distant.
Yo no naka no hito ni kokoro o someshikaba kusaba ni iro mo mieji to zo omou
Since I have dyed my heart in feeling for all the people of the world, I think its color will not show on the grasses' leaves.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Kono koro no akatsuki tsuyu ni waga yado no hagi no shitaba wa irozukinikeri
With the dawn dew of these recent days, the lower leaves of the bush clover at my house have turned to autumn colors.
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
Yo o samumi koromo karigane naku nae ni hagi no shitaba wa irozukinikeri
The nights are so cold I would borrow a robe, and as the wild geese cry, the lower leaves of the bush clover have turned to autumn colors.
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
Kano miyuru ikebe ni tateru sogagiku no shigemi saeda no iro no tekorasa
How splendid is the color of the thick little branches of the sogagiku chrysanthemum standing by the pond over there.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Fuku kaze ni chiru mono naraba kiku no hana kumoi nari tomo iro wa mitemashi
If chrysanthemums were flowers that scattered in the wind, I could have seen their colors, even though they bloom above the clouds in the palace.
Shui Wakashu - Mibu no Tadami
Oi ga yo ni uki koto kikanu kiku dani mo utsurou iro wa arikeri to miyo
See how even the chrysanthemum, which brings long life and knows nothing of sorrow, has a color that fades.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Wagimoko ga akamo nurashite ueshi ta o karite osamemu Kuranashi no hama
I will reap the rice of the paddy my beloved planted, wetting her red skirts, and store it away, yet here is Kuranashi Beach, whose name means there is no storehouse.
Shui Wakashu - Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
Aki goto ni karitsuru ine wa tsumitsuredo oinikeru mi zo okidokoro naki
Every autumn I have heaped up the rice I reaped, yet for this body grown old there is no place to set it down.
Shui Wakashu - Mibu no Tadami
Karite hosu yamada no ine o hoshiwabite mamoru kariio ni ikuyo henuran
The rice reaped from the mountain paddies will not dry, and I wonder how many nights I have spent in the makeshift hut where I keep watch over it.
Shui Wakashu - Oshikochi no Mitsune
Okuyama ni tateramashikaba nagisa kogu funaki mo ima wa momiji shinamashi
Had it still been standing deep in the mountains, the timber of this boat rowing along the shore would by now have turned to autumn colors.
Shui Wakashu - The Monk Egyo
Hisakata no tsuki o sayakemi momijiba no kosa mo ususa mo wakitsu beranari
The moon in the far heavens shines so clear that it seems one could tell apart even the deep and pale colors of the autumn leaves.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Ogurayama mine no momijiba kokoro araba ima hitotabi no miyuki matanan
Autumn leaves on the peak of Mount Ogura, if you have a heart, please wait without falling until the emperor comes on one more royal visit.
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Tadahira
Furusato ni kaeru to mite ya Tatsutahime momiji no nishiki sora ni kisuran
Seeing that he is returning to his home village, does Tatsutahime, goddess of autumn, drape a brocade of autumn leaves upon the traveler from the sky?
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu