虫の音

もう覚えてないが、草雲雀のような虫が鳴いている。近くではキリギリス。もっと遠くで魅力的な音を奏でる虫。

こんな時間にベンチに座って作曲中のThe Sleeping Princessをギターで弾いている。

指が覚えるまで弾きこまなければ僕は上手に弾けない。

なんて虫の音のコーラスは美しいんだろうか。 

かれらから受けるインスピレーションを音にした。

 

 

The Chorus of Insects

I can no longer remember its name, but an insect that sounds like a grass cricket is singing nearby.

Closer to me, a katydid is calling. Farther away, another insect plays a captivating melody in the darkness.

At this hour, I am sitting on a bench, playing my guitar and working on The Sleeping Princess, a piece I am composing.

I have to play it over and over until my fingers remember it. That is the only way I can play it well.

How beautiful the chorus of these insects is.

The inspiration they give me has found its way into music.