Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry Reading by Genqui Numata

(to a person a staircase)

Rie Iizuka

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

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

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

inu wo
neko wo
uriba made hayaashi da

itsumo ashi ga oira no to wa

rhythm wo
wo tamochi
tamochikirenakunatta
ni shintai to
ashi no motsure toki
ni yawaraka na
ga aru no da
ashi ga karada wo
itte no ka wakaranai
sore shinzô hossa no
yô na teishi ga aru no ka

wa

rhythm wa ni

hayakunatta rhythm wa no
furue to shihajimeru
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
tooi yo
saa ni dekakeyô
na toki ga
sugite
shizuka ni ga
akete
jaa

well, today
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 great
ladies and gentlemen, mr 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 staircase
sweat on your brow
afraid of down you let your gaze
glide down the like a shadow.
yes, you.
this underpass in springtime of dust
and a breeze blows by.
keep up your
keep up your
and climb those 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 rhythm
up your rhythm
and when you can't it anymore
when your
and your legs reached their limit
at time
a fall will ensue.
you as if
your fell off your body
or maybe a pause
like a attack
but you don't know it is.

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