Lyrics Credit: https://memeshe.livejournal.com/25353.html
If I became the Prime Minister, I would collect one yen from every Japanese citizen
And have a hundred million yen wedding with you.
If I became the Prime Minister, I would make each day 25 hours long,
And everyone would devote the last hour solely to their love lives.
If I became the Prime Minister, no matter how impossible people tell me it is,
I would make the trains run to your house, and I’d make the last train of the day come to mine.
Or maybe instead, every Japanese citizen could have the day off
To celebrate the birthday of his or her loved one.
And then, clearly, you would literally be My First Lady.
If I became the Prime Minister, if I became the Prime Minister,
If I became the Prime Minister, then I would make your birthday a national holiday.
If I became the Prime Minister, if I became the Prime Minister,
If I became the Prime Minister of the Japanese Cabinet, that’s what I would do.
If I became the Prime Minister, I would take everything that hurts you
And hurt along with you until I finally drive it all from this country.
If I became the Prime Minister, I would take everything about us
And carve it into world history, putting every last thing into the textbooks.
So please give me your vote for something pure, something hot, our dream and love.
If I became the Prime Minister, if I became the Prime Minister,
If I became the Prime Minister, I would make the national flag in your image.
If I became the Prime Minister, if I became the Prime Minister,
I would give the parents who created you People’s Honor Awards.
I don’t need many, I don’t have any ulterior motives for them,
So just one from you is enough for me.
Because the one thing I’m certain of is that
You’re the one who has shaken up my suppressed heartbeat.
So my tiny hope is to receive
A single vote from you.
I just want to try, try, try, try
Catching it in my two hands.
The opposing party, the ruling party, the jeering, the insults – let’s just stop it, let’s not have all that.
Those all count as losses, let’s just leave them behind.
Tuesday, Saturday, Rainy Day, always I searched for something unchanging.
And then it was here. And then it was with you.
I’m not the Prime Minister, I’m not the Prime Minister,
I’m not the Prime Minister, but I understand the meaning of “first.”
I’m not the Prime Minister, I’m not the Prime Minister,
But I don’t need to be – you’re still my, that’s right, First Lady!
