Composed on the conception of the beginning of autumn.
秋はきぬ年もなかばにすぎぬとやをぎ吹くかぜのおどろかすらん
| aki wa kinu toshi mo nakaba ni suginu to ya ogi fuku kaze no odorokasuran | Autumn, indeed, has come; and The year, too, has its midpoint Reached, perhaps? The gusting wind upon the silver grass Seems to startle me awake. |
Monk Jakunen
Composed as a love poem, when he presented a hundred poem sequence.
おもへどもいはでの山に年をへてくちやはてなん谷のむもれ木
| omoFedomo iFade no yama ni tosi wo Fete kuti ya Fate nan tani no mumoregi | I think on you, yet Stay silent as the Iwade Moutains Through the passing years Might my love rot away, as A drowned tree within the valley? |
Master of the Left Capital Office Akisuke
Left
をしめどもとまらぬ秋は常盤山もみぢはてぬとみてもゆるさじ
| oshimedomo tomaranu aki wa tokiwayama momiji hatenu to mite mo yurusaji | I regret it, yet Autumn lingers not Upon the evergreen mountains The scarlet leaves have yet to end, I see and would not let them go. |
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Right
としごとにとまらぬ秋とおもひなばてもろき人もをしまざらまし
| toshigoto ni tomaranu aki to omoinaba temoroki hito mo oshimazaramashi | If, that every single year Autumn lingers not, I did not think, then Tear-filled folk I would not have regret it. |
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Regretting the passage of autumn
Left (Win)
としごとにとまらぬ秋としりながらをしむ心のこりずもあるかな
| toshigoto ni tomaranu aki to shirinagara oshimu kokoro no korizu mo aru kana | Every single year Autumn will not linger I know, yet That my heart regrets this Is something I do not dislike! |
1
Right
をしといひてうみへもさそへとびわたるいづれかあきのわたりなるらん
| oshi to iite umie mo sasoe tobiwataru izure ka aki no watarinaruran | Filled am I with regret, for The seashore beckons, and ‘Twill fly across— When will autumn Pass by, I wonder? |
2
Left
みをすてておもひにいれるなつむしのいまいくばくもあらじとぞおもふ
| mi o sutete omoi ni ireru natsumushi no ima ikubaku mo araji to zo omou | Abandoning all restraint I plunge into burning passion— Fireflies Now numberless As my thoughts. |
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Right
としをへてこひにみなぐるなつむしのあふにはかへていかがなりにし
| toshi o hete koi ni minaguru natsumushi no au ni wa kaete ikaga narinishi | As the years go by, I am laid out by love— A firefly On meeting changes and What has it become? |
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Plum blossom at an ancient estate.
年ふればやどはあれにけり梅のはな花はむかしの香ににほへども
| toshi fureba yado wa arenikeri ume no hana hana wa mukashi no ka ni nioedomo | The years have passed, so The house has into ruin fallen, yet The plum’s blossoming Flowers, as in days long gone Scent the air with fragrance. |
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When the Kyōgoku Lady of the Bedchamber became a nun and, saying she wished for him to administer her vows, came over to the Ninna Temple.
ひとりのみながめて年をふる里の荒れたる様をいかに見るらん
| Fitori nomi nagamete tosi wo furu sato no aretaru sama wo ika ni miruran | All alone Have I gazed these years Past upon my retreat’s Ruined appearance, but How must it appear within your sight? |
Prince Atsumi
The Beginning of Autumn
Left (Win—in a certain book Tie)
しぐれにもあめにもあらぬはつぎりのたつにもそらはさしくもりけり
| shigure ni mo ame ni mo aranu hatsugiri no tatsu ni mo sora wa sashikumorikeri | Neither a shower Nor rain, The first mists Simply rise into the skies And cover all with cloud. |
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Right
としごとにあふとはすれどたなばたのぬるよのかずぞすくなかりける
| toshi goto ni au to suredo tanabata no nuru yo no kazu zo sukunakarikeru | Every year She meets him, yet The Weaver Maid’s Nights of passion Are few indeed. |
Mitsune
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Spring Blossom
Left (Tie)
としかはるのはなほことになりぬらししかのこまだらにゆきもけにけり
| toshi kawaru no wa naho koto ni narinurashi shika no ko madara ni yuki mo kenikeri | With the changing of the year, The meadows, particularly, more different Seem to do be— Dappled as a fawn, The snow, too, vanishes away. |
Tsurayuki
3
Right
しらゆきのきえてみどりにかはるのはながれていろのうつらざらなむ
| shirayuki no kiete midori ni kawaru no wa nagarete iro no utsurazaranamu | The snow, so white, Vanishes and to green shoots Do change the meadows, with Flowing meltwater—O, that hue I would not have fade away! |
Tadamine
4
Composed on the conception of love as a year passes when people were at the residence of the Regent and former Minister of the Left.
われがみはとがへるたかとなりにけりとしはふれどもこゐはわすれず
| ware ga mi Fa togaFeru taka to narinikeri tosi Fa Furedomo kowi Fa wasurezu | My flesh as A hawk returning to its mews Has become; A year has passed, yet This love I will not forget. |
The Minister of the Left [Minamoto no Toshifusa]