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- Shui Wakashu
Mikari suru koma no tsumazuku aotsuzura kimi koso ware wa hodashi narikere
Like the green vines that trip the horses in the royal hunt, it is you who are the fetter that binds me.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Kimi mireba musubu no kami zo urameshiki tsurenaki hito o nani tsukuriken
When I look at you, I resent the god who binds all things together: why did he make someone so cold?
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Izure o ka shirushi to omowamu Miwa no yama ari to shi aru wa sugi ni zo arikeru
Which should I take as my sign? On Mount Miwa, every tree there is, I find, is a cedar.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Ware to ieba Inari no kami mo tsuraki kana hito no tame to wa inorazarishi o
When it comes to me, even the god of Inari is cruel, though it was never for someone else's sake that I prayed.
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Nagato
Taki no mizu kaerite sumaba Inariyama nanuka noboreru shirushi to omowan
If the waterfall should flow back and run clear, if he should come back and live with me again, I will take it as the blessing of my seven days' climb up Inari Hill.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Omoiidete tou ni wa arazu aki hatsuru iro no kagiri o misuru narikeri
You have not sent these because you thought of me; you are showing me, I see, the final color of an autumn, of a weariness, that has run its course.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Yuyushi tote imu tomo ima wa kai mo araji uki o ba kaze ni tsukete yaminan
Though you may shun it as ill-omened, it is no use now; I will hand my sorrows to the wind of this fan and let it all end.
Shui Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Hitori shite yo o shi tsukusaba Takasago no matsu no tokiwa mo kai nakarikeri
If I must live out my days all alone, then even the everlasting green of the pines of Takasago would be worth nothing.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Tamamo karu ama no yukikata sasu sao no nagaku ya hito o uramiwataran
Like the long pole the fisherfolk push as they go gathering jeweled seaweed, shall I go on resenting that person for so long, I wonder?
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Tanometsutsu wakareshi hito o matsu hodo ni toshi sae semete urameshiki kana
As I wait for the one who left me with promises to rely on, even the year, pressing to its close, has become bitterly hateful to me.
Shui Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Sakurabana nodokekarikeri naki hito o kouru namida zo mazu wa ochikeru
The cherry blossoms bloom so calmly and are slow to fall. It is my tears of longing for the one who is gone that fall first.
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Saneyori
Omokage ni iro nomi nokoru sakurabana ikuyo no haru o koimu to suran
Only their color lingers on as an image of the one who is gone, these cherry blossoms. Through how many springs to come must I go on longing like this?
Shui Wakashu - Taira no Kanemori
Hana no iro mo yado mo mukashi no sore nagara kawareru mono wa tsuyu ni zo arikeru
The color of the flowers and the house are just as they were. The only thing that has changed, I find, is the dew, these tears.
Shui Wakashu - Kiyohara no Motosuke
Sakurabana niou mono kara tsuyukeki wa kono me mo mono o omou narubeshi
The cherry blossoms glow in all their beauty, yet they are wet with dew: the buds on the trees, like these eyes of mine, must be lost in sorrow too.
Shui Wakashu - Onakatomi no Yoshinobu
Kimi masaba mazu zo oramashi sakurabana kaze no tayori ni kiku zo kanashiki
If you were still alive, I would have broken off these cherry blossoms for you before anything else. Now it is by word on the wind that I hear of it, and that is sad.
Shui Wakashu - Minamoto no Nobumitsu
Inishie wa chiru o ya hito no oshimiken hana koso ima wa mukashi kourashi
In days gone by, I suppose, people grieved when the blossoms fell. Now it seems it is the blossoms that long for those days gone by.
Shui Wakashu - Fujiwara no Koretada