Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry Reading by Genqui Numata

(to a person a staircase)

Translator: Rie

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

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

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

inu wo
neko wo
kippu made hayaashi da

itsumo ga oira no mono to wa

rhythm wo
rhythm wo
toki
soko ni to
ashi no atta toki
ni yawaraka na
ga aru no da
ashi ga wo hanarete
itte no ka wakaranai
sore tomo hossa no
yô na teishi ga aru no ka

wa

rhythm wa ni

hayakunatta wa kuchibiru no
furue to shihajimeru
rakka wa
shunkan ni sarete 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
rhythm wo
ni
ni
shitashiki yo
tooi yo
saa ensoku ni
shizuka na ga
yuku
shizuka ni ga
yuku
jaa

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

hi, y'all.
my name is numata.
tonight i

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

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

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

you
know.
you
up speed
and as you speed up legs
and your trembling start to resonate.
the comes at the last 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 sounding away
this sky
so it looks like it's been dyed?
am i but
the of
this fall through air?
that melts away
voice dies away
from the subway
keep up rhythm
keep up rhythm
with
flair
hey you, legs,
hey you, my distant
let's go on a
as the silent time by
the silently
itself.
goodbye.