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...
subarashii wo o-mukae
orimasu.
e... no kata desu.
saki hodo utsutteta
kono e toka mo no
sakuhin nan ga
idai naru de ari
de aru
numata san desu.

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

wo kakeoriru hito yo
hitai ni ase wo
obiekitte de
kaidan no ue wo no yô ni
suberu
haru no chikadô wa hokori no
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 ashi ga oira no to wa

rhythm wo
rhythm wo
toki
soko ni to
ashi no motsure atta
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 wa kuchibiru no
furue to kyômei
itsumo wa
ni yôi 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 kage
koe
no koe
rhythm wo
rhythm wo
ni
ni
shitashiki yo
ashi yo
saa ensoku ni
na toki ga
sugite
ni toshi ga
akete
jaa

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

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

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

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

are
beings.
keep up your
up your rhythm
and when you can't it anymore
when body
and your legs reached their limit
at time
a soft fall ensue.
you as if
legs fell off your body
or maybe a pause
like a attack
but you don't know 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 joints
am i but
a work of art?
am i but
a voice away
this sky
so blue it looks like it's dyed?
am i but
the of
fall through thin air?
shadow that away
voice that dies
voice from the
up your rhythm
keep up your
with
flair
hey you, legs,
hey you, my distant
let's go on a
as the time goes by
the silently
itself.
goodbye.