Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry Reading by Genqui Numata

(to a person a staircase)

Translator: Rie

keitaro: eto wa
boku-tachi
ga
irun desukedomo, mo, e...
guest wo o-mukae
orimasu.
e... geijutsu-ka no desu.
saki hodo utsutteta
kono e mo kare no
nan desu ga
idai shijin de ari
de aru
numata san desu.

oss! oss!
desu.
kyô wa no
shi wo sasete
itadakimasu.
five ni
sasagemasu.
kaidan wo hito.

wo kakeoriru hito yo
hitai ni ase wo
metsuki de
kaidan no ue wo no yô ni
suberu
haru no chikadô wa no nioi
kaze ga fukiagete kuru
rhythm wo
wo tamotte
tan tan to wo
ike
naname ni building wo

inu wo
neko wo
kippu uriba hayaashi da

itsumo ashi ga no mono to wa

rhythm wo
rhythm wo
tamochikirenakunatta
soko ni to
no motsure atta toki
soko ni na
ga aru no da
ashi ga wo hanarete
shimau no ka wakaranai
sore tomo shinzô no
yô na ga aru no ka wakaranai

wa

rhythm wa ni

hayakunatta rhythm wa no
furue to kyômei
itsumo wa
shunkan ni yôi iru no da
ore ra wa
nan nan da?
oira wa
nan da?
kansetu wo
wo haizurimawaru
na no ka?
irotsuke wo yô na
ni
koe na no ka?
kihaku na de
no
sono na no ka?
kiete iku hito
koe
no koe
rhythm wo
wo tamotte
ni
ni
shitashiki yo
ashi yo
saa ensoku ni
shizuka na ga
sugite
ni toshi ga
akete
jaa

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

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

a poem.
i this poem
to five.
to a person a staircase.

hey you, who are descending staircase
sweat on your brow
afraid of going you let your gaze
glide down the stairs a shadow.
yes, you.
underpass in springtime smells of dust
and a lukewarm breeze by.
keep up your
keep up your
and climb down those
as if life depended on that.
pass by that leaning
the dogs away
kick the too
and go to the ticket counter.

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

you
know.
you
up speed
and as you up your legs
and trembling lips start to resonate.
the fall comes at the moment
and it easier.
and you ask
who are we?
who am i
al?
your squeak
am i but
a crawling of art?
am i but
a voice away
this sky
so it looks like it's been dyed?
am i but
the of
this fall through thin
shadow that melts
voice that away
from the subway
keep up your
up your rhythm
with
with
hey you, legs,
hey you, my distant
let's go on a
as the time goes by
the city
itself.
goodbye.