Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry Reading by Genqui Numata

(to a descending a staircase)

Translator: Rie

keitaro: eto wa
itsumo
ga
irun desukedomo, mo, e...
guest wo o-mukae
orimasu.
e... no kata desu.
hodo utsutteta utsukushii
kono e toka mo no
sakuhin nan ga
naru shijin de ari
de aru
numata san desu.

oss! oss!
desu.
kyô wa no
shi wo rôdoku
itadakimasu.
pizzicato ni
sasagemasu.
kaidan wo hito.

kaidan wo hito yo
ni ase wo nijimase
obiekitte de
kaidan no ue wo no yô ni
suberu
haru no chikadô wa no nioi
namanurui ga fukiagete kuru
wo tamotte
rhythm wo
tan tan to wo
ike
naname ni taorekakaru wo

inu wo
wo kettobashi
kippu uriba made da

itsumo ga oira no mono to wa

rhythm wo
wo tamochi
tamochikirenakunatta
soko ni to
ashi no motsure atta
soko ni na
ga aru no da
ashi ga karada wo
itte no ka wakaranai
sore tomo shinzô no
yô na teishi ga aru no ka

wa

rhythm wa ni

hayakunatta rhythm wa no
to kyômei shihajimeru
itsumo wa
ni yôi sarete iru no da
ore ra wa
nan nan da?
oira wa
nan da?
kansetu wo
mashi wo
na no ka?
irotsuke wo yô na
ni
koe na no ka?
kihaku na de
no
sono na no ka?
iku hito kage
koe
no koe
rhythm wo
wo tamotte
ni
ni
shitashiki yo
ashi yo
saa ensoku ni
na toki ga
sugite
shizuka ni ga
yuku
jaa

keitaro: well,
as we have
a guest.
a guest
has agreed to here today.
an artist.
the you saw
on the
are his.
please a big
to a great
and a great
ladies and gentlemen, mr numata.

hi, y'all.
my is genqui numata.
i will

a poem.
i dedicate this
to five.
to a descending a staircase.

hey you, who are descending this
with sweat on your
afraid of down you let your gaze
glide down the stairs a shadow.
yes, you.
this in springtime smells of dust
and a lukewarm blows by.
up your rhythm
keep up your
and climb those stairs
as if life depended on that.
pass by that leaning
kick the away
the cats too
and go fast to the counter.

are
beings.
keep up rhythm
keep up rhythm
and when you can't it anymore
your body
and your legs reached their limit
at time
a fall will ensue.
you as if
your fell off your body
or maybe there's a
like a heart
but you know what it is.

you
know.
you
gather up
and as you speed up legs
and your trembling start to resonate.
the fall at the last moment
and it easier.
and you ask
who are we?
who am i
al?
your squeak
am i but
a crawling work of
am i but
a sounding away
accross sky
so blue it like it's been dyed?
am i but
the of
fall through thin air?
shadow melts away
voice that away
from the subway
keep up your
keep up your
grace
with
hey you, legs,
hey you, my legs
go on a stroll
as the silent time by
the silently
itself.
goodbye.