Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry Reading by Genqui Numata

(to a descending a staircase)

Rie Iizuka

keitaro: eto wa
itsumo
ga
irun desukedomo, mo, e...
guest wo o-mukae
orimasu.
e... geijutsu-ka no desu.
saki hodo utsukushii
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.
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 fukiagete
wo tamotte
rhythm wo
tan tan to wo
ike
naname ni taorekakaru wo

inu wo
wo kettobashi
kippu uriba hayaashi da

itsumo ashi ga no mono to wa

rhythm wo
wo tamochi
tamochikirenakunatta
ni shintai to
ashi no motsure atta
ni yawaraka na
ga aru no da
ashi ga wo hanarete
itte shimau no ka
sore tomo hossa no
yô na teishi ga aru no ka

wa

wa shidai ni

hayakunatta rhythm wa no
furue to shihajimeru
rakka wa
shunkan ni yôi 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?
kiete iku kage
koe
no koe
rhythm wo
rhythm wo
ni
ni
shitashiki yo
ashi yo
saa ensoku ni
na toki ga
sugite
shizuka ni ga
akete
jaa

keitaro: well,
as we have
a guest.
a guest
has to come here 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 is genqui numata.
tonight i

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

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

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

you
know.
you
up speed
and as you speed up legs
and your trembling lips 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 work of art?
am i but
a sounding away
accross sky
so blue it looks like it's dyed?
am i but
the of
this through thin air?
that melts away
voice that away
from the subway
keep up your
keep up rhythm
grace
with
hey you, legs,
hey you, my distant
go on a stroll
as the silent goes by
the city
itself.
goodbye.