世界がこぼれるやわらかな音

土があおく匂いたち

曇天から雨がこぼれはじめ

それはやわらかく地を叩く

湿った風が草木をなでると

間隙から光がこぼれ

それはあたたかく地を照らす

陽がゆっくりとかたむき

世界から時がこぼれつづけ

それは知らぬ間に積み重なる

鳥も眠りにつくころ

世界は静かに生きている

満ちて　あふれて　こぼれていく

それはとてもやわらかな音で

The tender sound of the world spilling out

The earth emanates a ripening scent

Rain begins to spill from the cloudy heavens

It tenderly taps the earth

When the plants are caressed by the moist breeze

Light spills out from the gaps between

And it warmly shines upon the earth

When the sun slowly begins to set and sunbeams slant

Time keeps on spilling from the world

And it accumulates without our knowing

When even the birds are about to sleep

The world is alive in a calm way

Fulfilled, exuberating, it spills out

It is a sound ever so tender