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- Gosen Wakashu
Furu yuki no minoshiro goromo uchiki tsutsu haru ki ni keri to odorokare nuru
Wrapping myself in the white robe bestowed on me, a garment to shield me from the falling snow as a straw raincoat would, I was startled into realizing that spring had truly come.
Gosen Wakashu - Fujiwara no Toshiyuki
Haru tatsu to kiki tsuru kara ni Kasugayama kie aenu yuki no hana to miyu ramu
I have only just heard that spring has begun, and already the snow lingering on Mount Kasuga seems to me like blossoms. Why should that be?
Gosen Wakashu - Oshikochi no Mitsune
Kyō yori wa ogi no yakehara kakiwakete wakana tsumi ni to tare o sasowan
From today on, pushing my way through the burnt fields of reeds, whom shall I invite to come gathering young greens with me?
Gosen Wakashu - Taira no Kanemori
Shirakumo no ue shiru kyō zo harusame no furu ni kai aru mi to wa shiri nuru
Today, at last admitted above the white clouds into my lord's presence, I know that the long months I have passed, falling like the spring rain, were not in vain.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Matsu mo hiki wakana mo tsumazu nari nuru o itsushika sakura haya mo sakanamu
I could neither pull young pines nor gather greens, and the day has passed me by. Cherry blossoms, I pray you bloom as soon as you can.
Gosen Wakashu - Fujiwara no Saneyori
Matsu ni kuru hito shi nakereba haru no no no wakana mo nani mo kai nakari keri
Though I waited among the pines, the one I hoped would come never came, and so the young greens of the spring fields, and everything else, were all to no purpose.
Gosen Wakashu - Emperor Suzaku
Kimi nomi ya nobe ni komatsu o hiki ni yuku ware mo katami ni tsumamu wakana o
Are you the only one going out to the meadows to pull young pines? Not at all—I too shall go gathering young greens in my turn.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Kasumi tatsu Kasuga no nobe no wakana ni mo nari mite shi kana hito mo tsumu ya to
How I wish I could become a young green on the hazy meadows of Kasuga, to see whether that person might gather me too.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Haru no no ni kokoro o dani mo yaranu mi wa wakana wa tsumade toshi o koso tsume
I who cannot even send my heart out to the spring fields gather no young greens; I only gather years upon years.
Gosen Wakashu - Oshikochi no Mitsune
Furusato no nobe mi ni yuku to iu meru o iza morotomo ni wakana tsumiten
It seems they are going to see the meadows of our old home. Come, let us go together and gather young greens.
Gosen Wakashu - Prince Yukiakira
Mizu no omo ni aya fukimidaru harukaze ya ike no kōri o kyō wa toku ramu
The spring wind that ruffles the water into patterns like figured silk—is it melting the ice of the pond today?
Gosen Wakashu - Ki no Tomonori
Fuku kaze ya haru tachi kinu to tsugetsuran eda ni komoreru hana saki ni keri
Has the blowing wind announced that spring has come? The flowers that lay hidden within the branches have blossomed.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Kasugano ni ouru wakana o mite shi yori kokoro o tsune ni omoiyaru kana
Ever since I saw the young greens growing on Kasuga Plain, my heart has gone out to them without cease.
Gosen Wakashu - Oshikochi no Mitsune
Moeizuru konome o mite mo ne o zo naku kare ni shi eda no haru o shiraneba
Even seeing the new buds sprouting, I weep aloud, for the branch that has withered, as you have withered away from me, knows no spring.
Gosen Wakashu - Daughter of Prince Kanemi
Itsu no ma ni kasumi tatsuran Kasugano no yuki dani tokenu fuyu to mishi ma ni
When did the haze rise over Kasuga Plain? All this while I gazed at it, thinking it a winter field where not even the snow had melted.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Naozari ni oritsuru mono o ume no hana koki ka ni ware ya koromo some temu
I only broke off a branch without a thought, and yet will my robe be dyed in the deep fragrance of these plum blossoms?
Gosen Wakashu - Fujiwara no Fuyutsugu