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Spring has gone and summer seems to have come — white robes are spread to dry, they say, on Mount Amanokagu.

Long as the trailing tail of the mountain pheasant is this long, long night. Must I sleep through it alone?

Deep in the hills a stag treads through fallen maple leaves and cries. Hearing it, autumn is saddest of all.

Gazing far across the plain of heaven — is this the same moon that rose over Mount Mikasa at Kasuga?

My hut lies southeast of the capital and here I live content, yet people call it Mount Uji, the hill of gloom.

Though I leave for Mount Inaba, if I hear that you are waiting, like the pines on its peak, I will come straight back.

No sooner does it blow than the autumn grasses wither — no wonder they write the mountain wind as 'storm'.

This journey left no time to prepare offerings. Take instead, O gods, the brocade of maple leaves on Mount Tamuke.

If it lives up to its name — the vine of Mount Osaka, the hill of meeting — let it bring you to me unseen.

Maple leaves on the peak of Ogura, if you have any heart, wait for one more imperial visit before you fall.

A mountain village is loneliest in winter, when I think how both the visitors and the grasses have gone.

The weir the wind has thrown across the mountain stream turns out to be maple leaves, unable to flow on.

Did we not promise, wringing out each other's sleeves, that waves would never cross Sue-no-Matsuyama?

When the wind blows through the bamboo grass of Ina, below Mount Arima — well then, could I ever forget you?

Mount Oe and the road through Ikuno are far. I have never set foot there, nor even seen a letter from Amanohashidate.

Mountain cherry, feel for me as I feel for you. Here there is no one who knows me but your blossoms.

The maple leaves blown from Mount Mimuro by the storm have become the brocade of the Tatsuta River.

The cherries on the high slopes of Takasago have bloomed. May the mist on the nearer hills not rise to hide them.

Wind off the mountains of Hatsuse, I prayed that she might soften toward me, not that you should blow so fiercely.

There is no road out of this world. Even deep in the mountains where I fled, a stag is crying.

Autumn wind off the mountains of Yoshino; the night deepens, the old village is cold, and someone is beating cloth.

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