Sankashū I: 109

年をへてまつもをしむもやまざくら心を春はつくすなりけり

toshi o hete
matsu mo oshimu mo
yamazakura
kokoro o haru wa
tsukusu narikeri

Through the passing years
I have pined for and regretted
Endlessly the mountain cherries, so
My heart in springtime is
Entirely used up.

109

Waka Poetry