彼女はピアノを弾いた

一つ一つ紡ぎ出す音が

キラキラ光っていた。

タイの山奥で見た

落ちてきそうな大粒の星のように…。

一つ一つ紡ぎ出す音が

流れ星のように飛んできた。

聴く人の胸の

深いところまですーっと…。

一つ一つ想いをこめて

紡ぎ出されたその音は

今も胸の奥で輝いている。

思い出せばいつも…。

決して輝きを失うことなく…。

そして、素敵な気持ちにしてくれる、

思い出せばいつも…。

She played the piano.

The sound that began to be spun one by one twinkled.
It saw in the recesses of a mountain of Thailand.
Like a big star that seems to drop ….
The sound that begins to be spun one by one
It has flown like the shooting star.
Chest of person who listens
With deep point [madesu] [-] ….
The sound that puts the desire one by one and began to spin it shines in the interior of the chest now.
It is the usual etc. if it recalls it.
It never winks out ….
And, it makes to wonderful feelings, and always if it recalls it.

Copyright Maoko Nakamura