
無常に四つ打ち / Impermanence in Four-on-the-Floor
[Japanese] ソイヤ! ソイヤ! どんどこ、どんどこ 準備はいいか? — いま、ここだ。 光よ灯れ、心よ鳴れ。 ネオンは水面の泡、触れた途端に遠ざかる 歩道の足音だけが、正しさを知らない 日々は担がれる神輿、止まらずに曲がっていく 歓声とため息を、同じ肺でまわす 世界は拍(はく)と“間(ま)”でできている 答えは遅れて来るから、先に踏み出す 両手を合わせて、温度だけを信じたら いまを掲げて走ろう 問いは鳴ってるか? 応えはここにある! 迷いは捨てたか? 一瞬を抱きしめろ! 無常に四つ打ち、胸を撃つ太鼓 夜の光の下、意味より先に踊れ 塔の影が長く伸び、風が哲学している 「正解はどこ?」— 手すりの冷たさが返事 後悔はソースのように、足元をすべらせる 合図ひとつで、心の屋台をひらけ 言葉はあとから生まれ、リズムが道を引く 好きと嫌いのあいだに、低いベースの橋 目の前の笑顔だけで、世界は充分だ 真理なら、踊り場に置いていこう 問いは鳴ってるか? 応えは今ここだ! 行けるか、行けるか? 行こう、行こう! 無常に四つ打ち、魂はハイハット 夜の海原へ、意味を越えて飛べ 生まれては消える波形、 名前をつけては手放す。 答えが追いつく前に、 先に—踊る。 ソイヤ! ソイヤ! どんどこ! 問いは鳴ってるか? いつでも今だ! 朝がほどけても、鼓動が残した“間”が道になる。 無常に四つ打ち、今日を担いで走れ。 [English] Hey! Hey! boom-boom, boom-boom Are you ready? — Here and now. Light, ignite; heart, resound. Neon is foam on water, drifting off the moment you touch it. Only the footsteps on the sidewalk don’t pretend to know what’s right. Each day is a carried shrine, turning without stopping. We share cheers and sighs with the same lungs. The world is made of beats and “ma” — the space between. Answers arrive late, so step first. If we trust only the warmth when our hands meet, let’s raise the now and run. Is the question sounding? The answer is right here! Have you dropped your doubt? Hold the instant tight! Impermanence in four-on-the-floor, drums striking the chest; under the night lights, dance before meaning. The tower’s shadow stretches long; the wind is doing philosophy. “Where’s the right answer?” — the handrail’s cold returns it. Regret is like sauce, making your steps slip. With a single cue, open the night-stall of your heart. Words are born after; rhythm draws the road. Between like and dislike, a low bass builds a bridge. Your smile in front of me is enough for a world; if there is truth, leave it on the landing and go. Is the question sounding? The answer is here and now! Can you go, can you go? Let’s go, let’s go! Impermanence in four-on-the-floor, the soul is a hi-hat; to the open sea of night, fly beyond meaning. Waveforms born and gone, we name them and let them go. Before the answer catches up, we—dance first. Hey! Hey! boom-boom, boom-boom Is the question sounding? It’s always now! Even as morning unravels, the “ma” our heartbeat left becomes a path. Impermanence in four-on-the-floor—shoulder today and run.

