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- Shin Kokin Wakashu
Sato wa arenu onoe no miya no onozukara machikoshi yoi mo mukashi narikeri
The village has fallen to ruin. In the palace on the mountain ridge, the evenings I once spent waiting, as if by nature, now belong to the distant past.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Go-Toba In
Mono omowade tada ōkata no tsuyu ni dani nurureba nururu aki no tamoto o
Even without brooding over love, an autumn sleeve grows wet whenever it is wet with the ordinary dew that falls on everyone; how much more, then, with tears.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Ariie
Kusamakura musubisadamemu kata shirazu narawanu nobe no yume no kayoiji
I do not know which way to bind my pillow of grass for this night's traveling sleep; on this unfamiliar moor, how shall I find the path of dreams to you?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Masatsune
Sate mo nao towarenu aki no yū wa yama kumo fuku kaze mo mine ni miyuramu
Even so, no one comes to visit me on this autumn evening in the mountains; surely one can see the wind visiting the clouds on the peak.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Ietaka
Omoiiru fukaki kokoro no tayori made mishi wa sore tomo naki yamaji kana
Deep in longing, I made my way deep into the mountains, and now even the signs I had noted to guide that deep heart can no longer be told apart on this mountain path.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Hideyoshi
Nagamete mo aware to omoe ōkata no sora dani kanashi aki no yūgure
When you see me gazing, lost in thought, at least feel some pity for me; on an autumn evening even an ordinary sky is enough to grieve us.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Kamo no Chomei
Koto no ha no utsurishi aki mo suginureba wagami shigure to furu namida kana
Now that the autumn when your words faded and changed has passed, I myself become the cold rain of early winter, falling in tears and growing old.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Minamoto no Michitomo
Kiewabinu utsurou hito no aki no iro ni mi o kogarashi no mori no shiratsuyu
I can neither vanish nor endure: in the autumn color of a heart that is changing, I burn myself away like the white dew in the Forest of the Withering Wind.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Teika
Konu hito o aki no keshiki ya fukenuramu urami ni yowaru matsumushi no koe
While I wait for the one who does not come, has autumn deepened so far? The voice of the pine cricket grows faint with reproach.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Jakuren
Waga koi wa niwa no murahagi uragarete hito o mo mi o mo aki no yūgure
My love is like the clustered bush clover in the garden, withering from the tips; it is an autumn evening in which I have grown weary of you and of myself alike.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Jien
Sode no tsuyu mo aranu iro ni zo kiekaeru utsureba kawaru nageki seshi ma ni
Even the dew of tears on my sleeve has turned another color and is fading away, while I grieved that everything changes once a lover's heart has changed.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Go-Toba In
Musebu tomo shiraji na kokoro kawaraya ni ware nomi kesanu shita no keburi wa
You whose heart has changed will never know that I am choking with tears, like the smoke of a tile kiln—the smoldering smoke of longing deep in my heart that I alone do not put out.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Teika
Shirareji na onaji sode ni wa kayou tomo ta ga yūgure to tanomu akikaze
No one will ever know: though the autumn wind blows through every sleeve alike, whose evening visit is it that this wind is trusted to bring?
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Fujiwara no Ietaka
Tsuyu harau nezame wa aki no mukashi nite mihatenu yume ni nokoru omokage
As I wake and brush away the dew of tears, it is still the autumn of long ago, and your face lingers in the dream from which I woke before it ended.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Shunzei's Daughter
Kokoro koso yukue mo shirane miwa no yama sugi no kozue no yūgure no sora
It is my own heart that has lost its way, wandering off toward the evening sky above the cedar tops of Mount Miwa.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Jien
Saritomo to machishi tsukihi zo utsuriyuku kokoro no hana no iro ni makasete
Thinking "still, someday," I waited, and the months and days slip past, left to follow the fading color of the flower of your heart.
Shin Kokin Wakashu - Princess Shokushi