世界征服やめた [Sekai-seifuku Yameta] [English translation]

Before I knew it I’d become a Businessman.

Napping standing up on the commuter train, being that one middle-aged guy reading Shonen Jump: that became my routine.

Hard to imagine it but,

I was used to it. Used to it!

If someone had told me “Let’s go conquer the world”, I’d throw away my resume and my suits and everything,

And leave to cross the Pacific in a handmade boat, but…

These days… I’m not gonna get that mail from you, am I?

I’ve been waiting for you to tell me that for so long, you know?

But “World Conquest”’s crazy talk.

Even busier than being a Businessman.

It’s not like I even want to be famous anyway.

“Hello? It’s me. What’ve you been up to lately?”

”Oh, I’ve just been kinda wandering around a maze. I thought I’d be able to leave pretty easily

but it’s not really been so simple… Oh, but the last time I asked for directions I was told If I turned left at the next crossroads I’d be ok, so… definitely… definitely… soon…"

“Come on, be quick about it, everyone’s waiting!” they said and hung up… and I realized then… that that person wouldn’t be coming back anymore .

(I've quit. Quit world conquest.

Thinking of today's meals is the best I can do

I've quit. Quit the double life.

From now on cleaning and laundry's enough.)

If you’d said “let’s conquer the world”,

I’d have burned my resume and suits and leapt for the Pacific!

But these days you aren’t sending me any mail

Haven’t even given back my CD yet either

Even though I’ve been waiting for you to say that for so long!

But after all, world conquest’s impossible,

Even busier than a businessman would be,

And it’s not like I want to be that famous.

I don’t wanna know, don’t wanna know, don’t wanna know, actually no one wants to know!

No matter how much knowledge you’ve got, you aren’t winning that first poetry reading no matter what you do

There’s no end and yet, the dreams that life dangles and

the fate that you can’t oppose are all jumbled together in your arms and

just try becoming the kind of person that keeps writing letters without addresses!

Just try it.

“Hi, it’s me. Everyone’s waiting!”

“Ah, sorry, sorry, I turned left at that crosswalk just like I was told but I don’t seem to be out yet, but it’s ok. Definitely… definitely… soon.”


“No, you might say that, and think that, but…”

…and they hang up and in the end I couldn’t convey anything.

Writing poems or songs is so simple but

I had no idea that clearly saying what I felt was so difficult.

But even so all the things I thought it was ok to not know just increased and now the scenery closest to me is so hazy and even that I didn’t realize!

“What if life was like a comet that's strayed from a meteor shower?”

is something you said once

“Maybe we've come from so far away that we don't even know where we are anymore”

“And, we don’t know where we’re going”, I added.

“That we’re hurtling through pitch black space going somewhere is all we can actually… know” (know...know...know...)


I know (know...know...know...)

Life is definitely just like a comet that's strayed from a meteor shower, and even though we don’t know where we’re going we just keep burning our life away.

That means, that means the you 10 years from now will have the room to laugh off the current you,

And the me 10 years from now will be able to laugh off the current me, no doubt about it!

There’s no end but sometimes the dreams that life dangles, and 
the luck that only lasts a day and the fate that you can’t at all resist are all in your arms and I’m still continuing to write.

I’m still going to write songs. I’ll never stop.