When he had gone to Nara, on hearing a woman playing a zither in a run-down house, he composed this and sent it in:
わびびとのすむべきやどと見るなへに歎きくははることのねぞする
| wabibito no sumubeki yado to miru naFe ni nageki kuFaFaru koto no ne zo suru |
Despairing of this world, one Must surely live in such a house I thought, when, Adding to my sorrow Came the zither’s strains. |
Yoshimine no Munesada (Archbishop Henjô)
良岑宗貞（僧正遍照）
Composed watching the Gosechi dancing maidens.
あまつかぜ雲のかよひぢ吹きとぢよをとめのすがたしばしとどめむ
| ama tu kaze kumo no kayoFidi Fukitodi yo wotome no sugata sibasi todomemu |
O, Heaven’s winds, The pathways of the clouds Seal up! Let these maiden forms Be held here a little while! |
Yoshimine no Munesada (Archbishop Henjō)
良岑宗貞（僧正遍照）
Composed as a Spring poem.
花の色はかすみにこめて見せずともかをだにぬすめ春の山かぜ
| Fana no iro Fa kasumi ni komete misezu to mo ka wo dani nusume Faru no yama kaze |
The colours of the flowers Lie shrouded in the mists If you can’t reveal them, then Steal their scent, at least, Mountain spring-breeze. |
Yoshimine no Munesada
良岑宗貞