露深き菊をし折れる心あらば千代のあだ名はたたむとぞ思ふ
| tuyu Fukaki kiku wo si woreru kokoro araba tiyo no adana Fa tatamu to zo omoFu |
Drenched in dew, Picking chrysanthemums: Should you have a mind to that, Then a thousand years of old-wives’ tales Would arise about you, I feel! |
Ki no Tsurayuki
紀貫之
折る菊の雫を多み若ゆてふ濡れ衣をこそ老いの身にきれ
| woru kiku no sizuku wo oFomi wakayu teFu nureginu wo koso oi no mi ni kire |
The picked chrysanthemums Have so many droplets Returning youth, that A dampened, pointless, robe I’ll wear about my aged frame! |
Mibu no Tadamine
壬生忠岑
皆人の老いを忘るといふ菊は百年をやる花にそありける
| mina Fito no oi wo wasuru to iFu kiku Fa momotose wo yaru Fana ni zo arikeru |
Everyone, Their age will forget, they Say: for chrysanthemums A hundred years gift Have in their blooms! |
菊の花露と置きゐていざ折らむ濡れなば袖の香こそ匂はめ
| kiku no Fana tuyu to okiwite iza oramu nurenaba sode no ka koso niFoFame |
For the chrysanthemum blooms’ Dewfall have I lain awake; Now, let’s pick them! For if I should damp my sleeves Their scent would linger there! |
濡れ衣と人にいはすな菊の花齢延ぶとぞ我そぼちつる
| nureginu to Fito ni iFasu na kiku no Fana yoFaFi nobu to zo ware sobotituru |
That you have no effect – Give folk no cause to say it, O chrysanthemum blooms! Saying you’ll prolong my years I am drenched right through! |
百年を人に留むる玉なればあだにやは見る菊の上の露
| momotose wo Fito ni todomuru tama nareba ada ni ya Fa miru kiku no uFe no tuyu |
A century For folk is halted By these gems, so Can I look lightly on Dewdrops upon chrysanthemums? |
Ki no Tsurayuki
紀貫之
祈りつつなほ九月の菊の花いづれの秋か植て見ざらむ
| inoritutu naFo nagatuki no kiku no Fana idure no aki ka uwete mizaramu |
As we pray, The Ninth Month’s Chrysanthemum blooms: Will there ever be an autumn When they go unplanted? |
Ki no Tsurayuki
紀貫之
限りなく君が齢を延へつつ名だたる宿の露とならなむ
| kagirinaku kimi ga yoFaFi wo nobaFetutu nadataru yado no tuyu to naruramu |
Limitless My Lord, are the years That stretch before you; In such an illustrious house A dewdrop is what I would be. |
Ise
伊勢
九月の九日ごとに摘む菊の花もかひなく老いにけるかな
| nagatuki no kokonoka goto ni tumu kiku no Fana mo kaFinaku oinikeru kana |
On every Ninth Month’s Ninth day, The plucked chrysanthemum Blooms, too, pointlessly Do age! |
Hōō
ほうわう
九月の九日ごとに百敷の八十氏人の若ゆてふ菊
| nagatuki no kokonuka goto ni momosiki no yaso’udibito no wakayu teFu kiku |
On every Ninth Month’s Ninth day, Hundredfold, The multitudes of palace folk Regain their youth with chrysanthemums! |