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- Kinkaishu
Kesa mireba yama mo kasumite hisakata no ama no hara yori haru wa kinikeri
Looking out this morning, I see even the mountains veiled in haze—spring, I realize, has come down from the wide plains of heaven.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Kokonoe no kumoi ni haru zo tachinurashi ōuchiyama ni kasumi tanabiku
Spring seems to have arisen in the palace above the clouds—over Mount Ōuchi the haze lies trailing.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Yamazato ni iei wa subeshi uguisu no naku hatsukoe no kikamahoshisa ni
I should make my home in a mountain village, so much do I long to hear the warbler's first song of the year.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Uchinabiki haru sarikureba hisagi ouru katayamakage ni uguisu zo naku
As spring arrives and all the grasses bend, the warbler sings in the shade of the hillside where the hisagi trees grow.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Kakikurashi nao furu yuki no samukereba haru to mo shiranu tani no uguisu
Snow still falls from a darkened sky, and it is so cold that the warbler in the valley does not even know that spring has come.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Haru wa mazu wakana tsumamu to shimeokishi nobe to mo miezu yuki no furereba
I had marked off a field, meaning to gather young greens there first thing in spring, but it no longer looks like that field at all—the snow has fallen and covered it.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Asagasumi tateru o mireba mizunoe no yoshino no miya ni haru wa kinikeri
Seeing the morning haze rise, I realize that spring has come once again to the palace of Yoshino of Mizunoe.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Shiogama no ura no matsukaze kasumu nari yasoshima kakete haru ya tatsuramu
The pine wind on Shiogama Bay seems to sound through haze—has spring risen across all those many islands?
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Ika ni shite nonaka no matsu no furinuramu mukashi no hito no hikazu ya arikemu
How has this pine in the middle of the field grown so old? Perhaps the people of long ago never pulled it up on the Day of the Rat.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Ōkata ni haru no kinureba harugasumi yomo no yamabe ni tachimichinikeri
Since spring has come to every place alike, the spring haze has risen and filled the hills on all four sides.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Mifuyu tsuki haru shi kinureba aoyagi no katsuragiyama ni kasumi tanabiku
Winter has ended and spring has come at last—over Mount Katsuragi the haze lies trailing.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Oshinabete haru wa kinikeri tsukubane no ko no moto goto ni kasumi tanabiku
Spring has come to every place alike—beneath each tree on Mount Tsukuba the haze lies trailing.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Fukakusa no tani no uguisu haru goto ni aware mukashi to ne o nomi zo naku
Each spring the warbler in the valley of Fukakusa does nothing but cry aloud, "Ah, the days of long ago!"
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Kusa fukaki kasumi no tani ni hagukumaru uguisu nomi ya mukashi kouramu
Is it only the warbler, raised in the deep grass of the hazy valley, that yearns for the days of old?
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Haru kureba mazu saku yado no ume no hana ka o natsukashimi uguisu zo naku
When spring comes, the plum by my house is the first to bloom, and the warbler, drawn to its fragrance, sings there.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo
Harusame no tsuyu mo mada hizu umegae ni uwage shiorete uguisu zo naku
On plum branches still wet with the dew of spring rain, the warbler sings, its outer feathers limp and damp.
Kinkaishu - Minamoto no Sanetomo