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- Sankashu
Morotomo ni aki mo yamaji mo fukakereba shika zo kanashiki ōhara no sato
Since autumn and the mountain path are both so deep, the deer cry sorrowfully, and so sorrowful is the village of Ōhara.
Sankashu - Jakuzen
Taetarishi kimi ga miyuki o machitsukete kami ika bakari ureshikaruran
Having at last welcomed the imperial visit so long discontinued, how glad the god of Sumiyoshi must be!
Sankashu - Saigyō
Inishie no matsu no shizue o araiken nami o kokoro ni kakete koso mire
The waves that once, they say, washed the lowest branches of the pines—I gaze at them now, holding them close in my heart.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Murasaki no iro naki koro no nobe nare ya katamatsuri nite kakenu aoi wa
Is this the moor of Murasaki in a season without its purple? At this half-held festival, the hollyhock is worn by no one.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Kami no yo mo kawarinikeri to miyuru kana sono kotowaza no arazu naru ni mo
It seems that even the age of the gods has changed, for the rites of the festival are no longer what they used to be.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Mitarashi no nagare wa itsumo kawaraji o sue ni shi nareba asamashi no yo ya
The flow of the Mitarashi stream will surely never change, and yet, since we have come to its lower reaches in this latter age, what a shallow and deplorable world it is.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Sakakiba ni kokoro o kaken yūshidete omoeba kami mo hotoke narikeri
I will hang my heart upon the sakaki leaves like streamers of bark cloth; for, when I think of it, the gods too are Buddhas.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Kimi sumanu miuchi wa arete arisugawa imu sugata o mo utsushitsuru kana
With you no longer living there, the palace grounds lie in ruin, and the Arisu stream now reflects even the forbidden figure of a monk.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Omoiki ya imikoshi hito no tsute ni shite nareshi miuchi ni kikan mono to wa
Did I ever imagine that I would hear of the palace I knew so well through the word of a monk, one we once had to shun?
Sankashu - Senji no Tsubone
Itsuka mata itsuki no miya no itsukarete shime no miuchi ni chiri o harawan
When will a priestess once more be revered in the Shrine Palace, and the dust be swept away within its sacred ropes?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Kakaru yo ni kage mo kawarazu sumu tsuki o miru waga mi sae urameshiki kana
In such an age as this, the moon shines on, its light unchanged, and even I who gaze at it seem hateful to myself.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Kotonoha no nasake taenishi orifushi ni ariau mi koso kanashikarikere
How sad it is to have lived on into this time, when the grace of poetry has died away.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Shikishima ya taenuru michi ni nakunaku mo kimi to nomi koso ato o shinobame
Now that the way of poetry has been broken off, weeping though I am, with you alone I will cherish the memory of its traces.
Sankashu - Jakuzen
Yo no naka o somuku tayori ya nakaramashi uki orifushi ni kimi awazu shite
There would have been no occasion for you to turn from the world, had you not met with such a time of bitter sorrow.
Sankashu - Saigyō
Asamashi ya ika naru yue no mukui nite kakaru koto shi mo aru yo naruran
How shocking it is! For what karma in a past life, I wonder, has such a thing come to pass in this world?
Sankashu - Saigyō
Nagaraete tsui ni sumu beki miyako ka wa kono yo wa yoshi ya totemo kakutemo
Even if one lives on, is the capital a place to dwell in forever? No. As for this world, let it be as it may, one way or another.
Sankashu - Saigyō